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Yeat - Rockstar Living Lyrics

Rockstar living Lyrics[Intro: Yeat]
(In the Arena!)
(2sided goin' crazy) (Go)
(Ayy, CGM, fuck going on?) (Yeah) (Go)
(Go)

[Chorus: Yeat]
Yeah (Yeah), I'm a rockstar living (I'm a rockstar—, rockstar) (Go, go, let's go)
(Hmm, go, go)
This that rockstar living (Yeah, yeah, yeah)
All these opiates in my system
I stayed on that fuck shit, finna go smash your sister (Yeah, let's go)
I'm a rockstar living

[Verse 1: Yeat]
Your lil' bitch, she ain't for you, she for the streets, she make the bands talk (What)
Whole lotta bands, whole lotta tags (Whole lotta tags)
Do my dance when I get these racks (Racks, racks)
When I first go touch that M, then this shit wraps (Wraps)
I can't trust that shit, I can't trust that shit, had to double back (Yeah)
All my exes mad, I've been getting that bag, but changed on them
I don't know who the fuck you think we are, but none of us is your friend (Nah)
I'm right there where the TVs are, can't even give 'em a chance
Test yo' luck (Yeah), throw it up (Up)
All these rackies on me, we don't give no fuck (Yeah)
Ridin' round with blicks, and inside the blicks, in the truck (Buh, buh, buh)
Ridin' round in that big ol' shit (Tuh), Tonka truck (Truck)
I've just been on alien vibe (Hmm)
When I sleep, one eye open, I can't trust nobody at all (Go)
It get [?], Draco left 'em open, he don't have no jaw
Shark teeth, how they bite my swag, how they bite my style?
Half a perky, my cup filled with Tris', now I'm noddin' off (Off)
Catch your shit, they gon' slime the kid, they gon' slime you out
Stop sayin' shit that you don't really mean, they gon' find you out (Out)
How it feel to have a million followers, and zero in your account? (Broke) (Yeah)

[Chorus: Yeat]
Yeah (Yeah), I'm a rockstar living (I'm a rockstar—, rockstar) (Go, go, let's go)
(Hmm, go, go)
This that rockstar living (Yeah, yeah, yeah)
All these opiates in my system
I stayed on that fuck shit, finna go smash your sister (Yeah, let's go)
I'm a rockstar living

[Verse 2: SeptembersRich & Yeat]
We some rockstar livers (Rockstar)
All this syrup in our livers (Wock')
I was kickin' it with your bitch and then I flipped her (Flipped that bitch)
And my bitch ain't gonna say shit 'cause I'm rich (Rich as fuck)
I put a milli' on my wrist now it's a Richard (Rich')
I got this ice on, ice on, ice on, we in a blizzard (Blizzard, blizzard)
I'm in this Maybach, with your bizzy (With your bitch)
On this Oxy, I'm laid back, fuck with her face out, I'm not tippin' (Not tippin' shit)
Whole lotta racks, whole lotta bags, whole lotta racks (Err)
Goin' too fast, look at this dash, I might crash
I'm on oxy today, oxy today, oxy today, oxy all day
Oxy today, oxy today, oxy today, oxy all day

[Chorus: Yeat]
Yeah (Yeah), I'm a rockstar living (I'm a rockstar—, rockstar) (Go, go, let's go)
(Hmm, go, go)
This that rockstar living (Yeah, yeah, yeah)
All these opiates in my system
I stayed on that fuck shit, finna go smash your sister (Yeah, let's go)
I'm a rockstar living