Lyrics:

[Chorus]
(NCC)
I feel like a Rockstar
No beer in my cup. Yeah, this Wockhardt 
Balenci, my feet when I walk down
I reach for the stars
Yeah, we goin' far
I ride in the coupe with the top down
Yeah, they tryna see what we on now
If you ain't talkin' bands, what you talkin' 'bout
Fill 'em with shells just like Taco Bell (Uh)

[Verse]
Call my twin up, he gon' kill
We strapped up like Navy Seal
My bro gon' roll this blunt for me, and I'm gon' pop another pill
Sick as hell, they think I'm ill
Call your bitch up, she eat me like meal
Call my plug up for a re-up, I wan' crack another seal
Like Tony Romo, my twin be up in the fields
Set a screen, I'ma go for the steal
Your bitch tryna know what the deal is
Pop me a perc', I can't feel shit
When I sober up I can't... -Fuck
When I sober up, I be still lit
Pour me some drank when I'm healin'
Pourin' this drank up
Pourin' this drank up
Pourin' this drank up (Uh uh) (Uh uh)
Askin' for favors
They used to hate us
Don't let it phase us (Uh uh) (Uh uh)
She want me to save her
I do not blame her
I count my cake up (Uh uh) (Uh uh)
Just like origami, she play with my paper
Got foreign hoes, yeah, all type of flavors
This shit not a game. No, you can not play us
I be up in church with my Drac' tucked
Sippin' on red, I don't need me a chaser
Ride in an S-Class, this not a Bentayga
Walk in the bank, like they got to pay us
Fill you with hollows, we fuckin' your day up
Hoe bad as hell, and she don't need no make up
She see the bands, and now she wanna make love

[Chorus]
I feel like a Rockstar
No beer in my cup. Yeah, this Wockhardt 
Balenci, my feet when I walk down
I reach for the stars
Yeah, we goin' far
I ride in the coupe with the top down
Yeah, they tryna see what we on now
If you ain't talkin' bands, what you talkin' 'bout
Fill 'em with shells just like Taco Bell (Ooh)

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purple potion W Tris10(prod. four3va)

(uh)
(uh yeah)
(oh woah oh oh)
(yuh yuh)
(oh yuh)
(uh uh)

diamonds on ohh
shooter at my ohh
retrov like dough
retrov like no
why talking I know
summer and they go
making cash we flow
hundred cash and more
I wanted more
swag in my home

swag swag swag swag
rockstar outlet
(yeah yeah) swagging
shooting that swag man

(yeah yeah) know im sayin
gang gang what's that

shooters at my door
I dont give a fuck no
that boy tryna run
ima shoot at the door
FN's and no 
glocks in my home

stop doing that bro
stop doing that hoe
(yuh uh yeah yuh)
(yeah yuh yeah yeah yuh)

(uh)
(uh yeah)
(oh woah oh oh)
(yuh yuh)
(oh yuh)
(uh uh)

diamonds on ohh
shooter at ohh
retrov like dough
retrov like no
why talking I know
summer and they go
making cash we flow
hundred cash and more
I wanted more
swag in my home

swag swag swag swag
rockstar outlet
(yeah yeah) swagging
shooting that swag man

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