Credits
KOMPOSITION UND LIEDTEXT
Michael D. Roberts
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Lyrics
Rockstar in his prime
What ya on 3
Met this girl, we met up at the school next morning hit my phone
She like what's yo name i tella my name 3way what you on?
And she like nun, i figured u friendly I'm tryna get on
And if she fucking ima roccout fuck ha wit my chains on
She know 3 way be on emo shit a rockstar in his prime
Ima superstar, the biggest superstar can't waste no time
She fucked me over i'm like fuck star, that hoe wasted my time
Flood my wrist like johnny dang my neck be icy ima shine
Ima rock out
Two twin glocks beside me ina summer we gon pop out
Don't need no guitar i'm feeling emo I'm on top now
I rock she gon roll ik that be my feeling
Put trust in this drum don't need no band but we gon rock the ceiling
Aye aye
Now ima rockstar in his prime hu
Think u finna hit a lick? this glock gone hit your spine
She know i be on it
Threeway he be on it
I stay to myself don't need no crew cause fuck a homie
Busing til i hear a click that mean my shit got empty aye
Don't think you gone rob rthree don't eeen try to attempt it
Send yo ass to heaven
Might just catch another blessing
Hope that **** learned his lesson
All these sticks inside this bentley Aye
Ima rockstar
Think you finna play wit me hell nawl **** i pop stars
Talking bout your favorite rapper
You know i been that
Play and get yo shit slapped
You know i been that
Voice of the nawf Fuck a ****
And I'm the real one
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Written by: Michael D. Roberts