Rockstar Made

Wake up F1lthy
Fuckin’ good, I told you ‘cause I hang around that [?]
Homicide, homicide, homicide, homicide

Never too much (Uh), never too much (Yeah)
Never too much (Yeah), never too much
Never too much (What?), never too much (What?)
Never too much (What?), never too much (What?, Bih’)

I got some racks, yeah (What?)
I got some bags, yeah (Bitch)
I got some racks, yeah (Bitch)
I got some bags, yeah (Bitch)
Never too much (What?), never too much (Yeah)
Never too much (What?), never too much (What?)
She suckin’ my dick (What?), she eat it for lunch (What? Uh)
I hit it from the back (What?), I’m beatin’ it up (Slatt)
I’m beatin’ it up (What?), I’m beatin’ it up (What?)
I’m in love with them drugs (What?), I’m kissin’ the cup (What?)
She in love with the thot (What?), yeah, I don’t give no fuck (What?)
I won’t stress about no bitch (What?), that’s not my slut (What?)
These niggas beefin’ over hoes (What?), so I keep it up (What?)
Even when I made my fuckin’ show (Bop-bop-bop), I keep one on top (Yeah)

(What?) Rockstar made (What?)
(Oh, yeah, what?) Rockstar made (What?)
(What?) Rockstar made (What? What? Okay)

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Uh, Never too much (What?), uh, never too much (What?)
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Uh, Never too much (Yeah, yeah), uh, never too much (Yeah)
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Uh, Never too much (What?), uh, never too much (What?)
Uh, Never too much (What?), uh, never too much (What? Carti rocks)

(What?) Rockstar made (What? Yeah)
(What?) Rockstar made (What? Yeah)
(What?) Rockstar made (What? What?)

I fuck that bitch in the back seat
I fuck that bitch in a wagon (What?)
I fuck that bitch in a back seat (What?)
Now, that bitch braggin’ (What? Yeah)
Braggin’ (What?), braggin’ (What?), got the bitch braggin’ (Slatt)
Took the bitch to LA (What?), now the bitch braggin’ (Yeah)
I just killed an opp, yeah, I swear I’m countin’ caskets (What?)
I could make an opp disappear like magic (Yeah)
Send my niggas to your mama house, it get tragic (What?)
Standin’ on a block right now (What?), I’m on the back seat (What?)
Forty-five hunnid for the drink, yeah we ‘tach (Yeah)
I got gold money and I bought myself a action (Yeah)
Gold bars outside, nigga, yeah, we havin’ (Yeah)
Got a bad bitch, I don’t believe in average, yeah (Yeah)

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Uh, never too much, uh, never too much
Uh, never too much (What?), uh, never too much (What?)
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Uh, never too much (Yeah, yeah), uh, never too much (Yeah)
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Uh, never too much (What?), uh, never too much (What?)
Uh, never too much (What?), uh, never too much (What? Carti rocks)

(What?) Rockstar made (What? Yeah)
(What?) Rockstar made (What? Yeah)
(What?) Rockstar made (What? What?)