T$l $Kuba! - Rock$tar Lyrics

Hop in the maybach or the jag and let's go
10 toes stand on both feet never fold
Nigga want smoke had to uphold the pole
Reach in his chest bouta take out his soul

Rockstar Smash the guitar on the floor
If I pull up then I'm stealing the show
Backstage sippin ciroc and patron
Bitch be dogging beg me for the bone

Huh let get it lets get
Skuba tha goat he the man of the city

Now I'm back at trap for a bag and I flip it
I bet she gone f*ck when I pull out the fifty

She eat it up she eat this nut off my fendi

There ain't no incentive I'm in it to win it
Count racks jus to spend it

Relapse I'm back in it
Spent a stack at givenchy
Bed bath and beyond walk out in new linens

I might whip in the bentlley I might whip in the jag
Bodies toe tags put this heat on you ass
Don't hit me wit feature you niggas is trash
Niggas get mad bout the way that I rap
I sit back relax smoke some gas and I laugh
They pawn what they own jus to get where I'm at

Then they go broke spent last rack up on saks fifth
Can't f*ck on yo hoe cuz she average
You sending out shots but you cappin
My money long never laccin
You money is tall never lastin
Hit stick made a few plays like it's madden
I get what I want make it happen

Hop in the maybach or the jag and let's go
10 toes stand on both feet never fold
Nigga want smoke had to uphold the pole
Reach in his chest bouta take out his soul

Rockstar Smash the guitar on the floor
If I pull up then I'm stealing the show
Backstage sippin ciroc and patron
Bitch be dogging beg me for the bone