Rockstar Made
Playboi Carti
Rockstar Made 歌詞
(Wake up F1lthy)
****in good, I told you cause I hang around a bad *****
Homicide, homicide, homicide, homicide
Never too much (Uh), never too much (Yeah, uh)
Never too much (Yeah, uh), never too much (Uh)
Never too much (What? Uh), never too much (What? Uh)
Never too much (What? Uh), never too much (What? Bih)
I got some racks, yeah, yeah (What?)
I got some bags, yeah (*****)
I got some racks, yeah (*****)
I got some bags, yeah (*****, yeah)
Never too much (What?), yeah, never too much ( Yeah)
Never too much (What?), yeah, never too much (What? Yeah)
She suckin my **** (What?), she eat it for lunch (What? Uh)
I hit it from the back (What?), yeah, Im beatin it up (Slatt)
Im beatin it up (What?), yeah, Im beatin it up (What?)
Im in love with them drugs (What?), yeah, Im kissin the cup (What?)
She in love with the thot (What?), yeah, I dont give no **** (What?)
I wont stress about a ***** (What?), thats not my slut (What?)
These niggas beefin over hoes (What?), so I keep it up (What?)
Even when Im at my ****in show (Bop-bop-bop), I keep one tucked (Yeah)
(What?)
Rockstar made (Oh yeah, what?)
Rockstar made ( What? Yeah)
Rockstar made (What? Ayy)
Uh, never too much (Yeah, yeah), uh, never too much (Yeah)
Never too much, uh, never too much
Uh, never too much (What?), uh, never too much (What?)
Uh, never too much (What?), uh, never too much (What?)
Uh, never too much (Yeah, yeah),uh, never too much (Yeah)
Uh, never too much, uh, never too much (Yeah?)
Uh, never too much (What?), uh, never too much (What? Yeah)
Uh, never too much (What?), uh, never too much (Whole Lotta Red, what?)
(What?)
Rockstar made (What? What? Yeah)
Rockstar made (What? What?)
Rockstar made (What? What?)
I **** that ***** in the back seat
I **** that **** * in a wagon (What?)
I **** that ***** in the back seat (What?)
Now, that ***** braggin (What? Yeah)
Braggin (What?), braggin (What?), got the ***** braggin (Slatt)
Took the ***** to L.A. (What?), now the ***** braggin (Yeah )
I just killed an opp, yeah, I swear Im countin caskets
I could make an opp disappear like magic (Yeah)
Send my niggas to your mama house, it get tragic (What?)
Standin on the block right now (What?), Im on the backstreet (What?)
Forty-five hunnid for the drink, yeah we taxin (Yeah)
I got gold money and I bought myself a Aston (Yeah)
Dope boys outside, nigga, yeah, we havin (Yeah)
Got a bad *****, I dont believe in average, yeah (Yeah)
Uh, never too much (Yeah, yeah), uh, never too much (Yeah)
Never too much, uh, never too much
Uh, never too much (What?), uh, never too much (What? )
Uh, never too much (What?), uh, never too much (What?)
Uh, never too much (Yeah, yeah), uh, never too much (Yeah)
Uh, never too much, uh, never too much (Yeah?)
Uh, never too much (What?), uh, never too much (What? Yeah)
Uh, never too much (What?), uh , never too much (Whole Lotta Red, what?)
(What?)
Rockstar made (What? What? Yeah)
Rockstar made (What? What?)
Rockstar made (What? What?)