Rockstar versuri

Rockstar lyrics by Swift, Dimzy, 67, Reekz MB, Swift, Dimzy feat. Smoke Boys

Swift: Hook
She thinks Im a rockstar
She thinks that we rock
Mans flying like helicopter drip too on I can’t turn it off (on)
Do shows dats everything lock off word to bro everything locked (Mmmhh) (Mmmhh)
I ain’t no popstar but man still pop

Verse 1: Swift
I ain’t no punk (uh, uh) I ain’t no Trump
Cooking up—it stunk (stinking)
Used to reload on lumps (erghh) and walk out like one (Im gone)
She wanna (hmmm?) with this tug?

Verse 2: Swift
Jugging I really would but they wouldn’t doing things that I shouldn’t closed the blinds Im cooking she used to think Im ugly got some money now Im good lookin
In the T with the rice n curry on the buy then hurry I got what you looking (got it)

Verse 3: Swift
Sorry not sorry ring ring we got it (ring, ring) I get it then gone it like Bobby (neow)
Pocket rocket then the longy Treywey like Shotti cray cray like Ozzy when babies playing with dotties

Swift: Hook
She thinks Im a rockstar
She thinks that we rock
Mans flying like helicopter drip too on I can’t turn it off (on)
Do shows dats everything lock off word to bro everything locked (Mmmhh) (Mmmhh)
I ain’t no popstar but man still pop

Verse 4: Dimzy
Aighhh
I rock with the shotty like electric guitar
I smoke on cali man fuck it cigar
We splash my man he survive that’s bizarre
Hello glee it with war
I was outside when they was indoors now I making a bag when I bake indoors
You just chasing a slag with your dusty draw you probably don’t shower with your dirty pores
Done the opp block dirty so much times four mans deep with the poles their line
You got shot too quick no chance your on dying still step in the quick when Im on date night
Free Skrilly smoke your boy then smoke some pot my drillers been waiting all day for a drop
I went Uggs then we’re talkin about landing crocs
Im with bro we’re talking about waps and Glocks
We done bined up the whole of Lambeth shave my man put his name on the anthem
He got shot for throwing a tantrum, tantrum we lit opp his block like a lantern
The mans got shot now his up in physio now his taking meds now his taking aspirin
Everyday I wake up shits expanding free the guys on the landing way before Hartford

Swift: Hook
She thinks Im a rockstar
She thinks that we rock
Mans flying like helicopter drip too on I can’t turn it off (on)
Do shows dats everything lock off word to bro everything locked (Mmmhh) (Mmmhh)
I ain’t no popstar but man still pop