Magazine Lyrics

Rolling Stoned

They should put me on a magazine

Made it out of nothing

Why they mad at me

Rockstar, fuck opinions

Fuck a felony

Yah

Foreign cars fuck a limousine

Chopped the head off the coupe like a guillotine

Addicted to this life like it's nicotine

Throw my middle fingers up if you judgin' me

Yah

I'm addicted to this life style

Fuck waiting on a chance

I want it right now

Spot light on me when the lights down

Homie talkin' reckless tell 'em pipe down

I rock out like Corey Taylor

Party hard like both Keith's

Ten, ten toes deep

Always stood on both feet

Why the fuck you tryna dap me

You don't even know me

Why the fuck you tryna dap me

When you don't even know me yah

Bring me down

I won't let it

My shooters hit they shots like they Redick yah

Ridin' round town in a stolo like it's rented

If I ever told you fuck you

Bitch I meant it yah

I've been geekin' out my mind

On rodeo in lam

Drop a gear punch the throttle

Every time I see the man

Heard they salty cuz I made it

I don't really give a damn

I've been twisting up this pine

Gettin so high I can't land

Rolling Stoned

They should put me on a magazine

Made it out of nothing

Why they mad at me

Rockstar, fuck opinions

Fuck a felony

Yah

Foreign cars fuck a limousine

Chopped the head off the coupe like a guillotine

Addicted to this life like it's nicotine

Throw my middle fingers up if you judgin' me

Double XL, complex

Put me on a page

Poppin' champagne

We shake it up and let spray

Still remember them days

We was servin' right on main

Now I'm counting up these Benjis

In the back seat of a wraith yah

Hunnids on hunnids

Can't even fit em in jeans

I just fuck her I don't love her

But she love me Billie Jean

Kamakaze by my side

And he known to cause a scene

Baby bottle in the center

Filled up with promethazine yah

Rockstar lifestye

Bitch I might not make it

Head up in the clouds

Smoking loud I'm elevated

She can't hang after the show

Unless her ass is getting naked

I'm just tryna see ya strip

Get that wap and watch yah shake it yah

Wouldn't change thing

I love this life I live

Off that Lucy in Hollywood

I might just trip

8 chains 2 bracelets

Yah you know I drop

Yah you know I drip

Yah yah yah yah

Rolling Stoned

They should put me on a magazine

Made it out of nothing

Why they mad at me

Rockstar, fuck opinions

Fuck a felony

Yah

Foreign cars fuck a limousine

Chopped the head off the coupe like a guillotine

Addicted to this life like it's nicotine

Throw my middle fingers up if you judgin' me