Rockstar Nights

(Hitmaka) uh
(Bordeaux and Non Native)
We made it this far, shit (Haha)

It's some rockstar nights
Sleepin' on silk sheets
Said, "I'm not a killer but don't push me"
(yeah)
I be ridin' in a drop, goin' full speed
(Skrr)
And you'll never understand what it took me
(Uhh) from the side outside where
They don't play fair (No, look)
Fair (Grr, baow) said your goon gon' slide
We gon' take it there (yeah)
Oh, oh oh, oh oh, oh (Uh)

I couldn't stay humble
Huh, I'm from the very bottom of the jungle
I don't even like to drive
I put the call in and listen to it rumble
I got the ball and I ain't never fumble
I got the ball and I ain't nеver fumble (Uh)
They'd lovе to see a nigga crumble
But I still made it through the tunnel (Baow)
Uh huh, yeah
I make your bitch turn into a puzzle
Uh huh, yeah (yeah) , I made my wrist
Turn into a puddle, uh, yeah
Look, I made a flex turn into a muscle, uh
Yeah (yeah)
Yeah, uh, I made my talent turn into a hustle
(Baow)
This is the struggle (This is the struggle)
A nigga made it out the bubble (I did)
I see a opp, we can go double for double
(Grr, grr, baow, baow, woo)
Dance moves with the duffle
(Uh) , uh (yeah) , yeah (yeah)
Woo-walk with the shuffle (Ayy, ayy, ayy)

It's some rockstar nights
Sleepin' on silk sheets
Said, "I'm not a killer but don't push me"
(Uh) i be ridin' in a drop, goin' full speed
(Skrr)
And you'll never understand what it took me
(No, look) from the side outside where
They don't play fair (Grrr)
Fair (Grr, baow) said your goon gon' slide
We gon' take it there (yeah)
Oh, oh oh, oh oh, oh (Uh, yeah)

We take by the feelin'
(We take by the feelin') , uh (Uh)
When you make it to the top of the celly
(yeah, uh)
And everybody wanna kill you (Huh)
And everybody wanna kill you
But he too drippy, he too cautious
And he be rollin' with them niggas (yeah)
This the life (This the life, uh)
Of the rich and famous (Uh)
Paparazzi always watchin' (Uh)
And my pistol always bangin' (Click, baow)
I don't know why they always askin' (Woo)
They know exactly what I'm claimin' (Uh)
That lil' baddie got an accent though
But I know exactly what she sayin'
(Uh, yeah) she wanna fuck, uh (Fuck)
She know how I give it up (yeah)
It can get tough (It can get tough)
We see a opp we hit 'em up (Baow, baow)
They wanna indict, lockdown (Uh)
Throw away and get rid of us (Nah)
But we too smart
And we ain't with none of that internet stuff
(Lil' bitch, grrr)

It's some rockstar nights
Sleepin' on silk sheets
Said, "I'm not a killer but don't push me"
(Uh huh, push me)
I be ridin' in a drop, goin' full speed
(Skrr)
And you'll never understand what it took me
(Baow) from the side outside where
They don't play fair (No, no)
Fair (No, no) said your goon gon' slide
We gon' take it there (Baow, baow)
Oh, oh oh, oh oh, oh

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