Rockstar Vision Lyrics

She wanna go the moon

Fuck it I pass her a shroom

She lost in her room

Sex got her jumping the broom

I'm off a one of the deuce

Double cup of the juice

Might be the fruit of the loom

Bro poured a pop to the top

Wit a eighth of sum wak

He finna sip to his doom

Yeah

Yeah

Yeah

Rockstar living I'm tripping

You can't see the vision

Mosh pit where the zombies at

I'm on a mission

Let's get to this chicken

I'm posted

You know where to find me at

Puffing the za

Stuff it in the cigar

Now they wondering

Where lil Yammi at

Getting too low on the bows

So I need to reload

So get me where the cons be at

She wanna go the moon

Fuck it I pass her a shroom

She lost in her room

Sex got her jumping the broom

I'm off a one of the deuce

Double cup of the juice

Might be the fruit of the loom

Bro poured a pop to the top

Wit a eighth of sum wak

He finna sip to his doom

Yeah

Yeah

Yeah

Really I don't understand

It was just you and ya friend

You was fine with that

Through time relapse

We wondering where time been at

She coulda been right

But instead it went left

It ain't no rewinding back

Looking for love

I done ran out of drugs

You fucking wit me

Ain't no finding that

Yeah

Goofy

You wanna troll wit ya friends

You trynna make me a friend

Oh you fried for that

You fucked on the gang

Shit a neva be the same

It ain't no sliding back

I'm in my own lane

Big body AMG

Just wait and know I'm dropping that

No stopping that

And ya friend where I'm prolly at

Yah

Put ya hands in the air

And just wave em

Bro nem gone pull up with Curry

I promise they leaving with Tatum

Bake em or fry em

Fuck it we give ultimatums

Nigga we run down shake em

Oven 400 degrees

Cook a nigga with ease

Shit we fuck around bake em

Shrooms in my system

I'm pranking

I wish I ain't take em

Shit

Rockstar living I'm tripping

You can't see the vision

Mosh pit where the zombies at

I'm on a mission

Let's get to this chicken

I'm posted

You know where to find me at

Puffing the za

Stuff it in the cigar

Now they wondering

Where lil Yammi at

Getting too low on the bows

So I need to reload

So get me where the cons be at

Trynna stack me a few hundred Ms

I through myself to the sharks

Had to catch me a spark

Fuck around and learned how to swim

Say I been gaining some weight

Had to stack up my plates

I spent my job in the gym

Thinking shit sweat all you want

Had been posting them songs

I put lil bro above them rim

Yawl know we be hooping and shit

The way I been sipping

It's blur in my vision

I'm rockstar living fasho fasho

My habit is spending

I don't see no limit

But still go grab me a four for four

I'm in that mode

I'm thinking I'm cracking that code

So we can go hoe for hoe

Go bow for bow

We spinning go lo for lo

Yeah

Come here

Cause I'm Rockstar living

I'm tripping

You can't see the vision

Mosh pit where the zombies at

I'm on a mission

Let's get to this chicken

I'm posted

You know where to find me at

Puffing the za

Stuff it in the cigar

Now they wondering

Where lil Yammi at

Getting too low on the bows

So I need to reload

So get me where the cons be at

She wanna go the moon

Fuck it I pass her a shroom

She lost in her room

Shit got her jumping the broom

I'm off a one of the deuce

Double cup of the juice

Might be the fruit of the loom

Bro poured a pop to the top

Wit a eighth of sum wak

He finna sip to his doom

Yeah

Yeah

Yeah