CORRECT LYRICS
Lyrics : Rackstar Freestyle
It's Gucci Savage Baaaby
Rockstar
Trapstar
Pull up and pull off in foreign cars
Got a Glock in the case
That ain't a guitar
B*tch I stay strapped like I'm Escobar
Rockstar
Trapstar
I [ull up and pull off in foreign cars
Got a Glock in the case
That ain't a guitar
Strapped up like I'm Escobar
And if not a foreign car
Or an old school
I ain't whippin' it
These mother f*ckers hatin'
Taking bullsh*t
And then they step right in the sh*t
B*tch I got the keys
Get down on your knees
I'm the alpha of the situation
Got Bricks
I could build a nation
I hate to wait for my statue of limitations
Rockstar
Trapstar
Pullup and pull off in foreign cars
Glocks in the case
That ain't a guitar
But I got a bad b*t*h
And she doesn't know who you are
But i don't know who you are either
I just know i stay smokin' hella reefer
Bout a quarter pound later
Smell like Khalifa
B*tch you don't understand
I been poppin' these bands
I been gettin' these grands
Ya'll boys are haters
Sweet as potatoes like I been sayin'
Yall mother f*ckers don't understand
I'm a Super Saiyan sippin purple rain
One take
I dont take a break
And yall boys gotta go and write raps
I think its funny that you go on instagram
Talkin sh*t
ALL CAP
No dap
No i can't trust ya
Busta sucka mother f*cka
YOU DON'T UNDERSTAND
You ain't in my inner circle
You ain't squady with the fam
BAAABY
ROCKSTAR
TRAPSTAR
Pull Up
Pull Off
Always Foreign or an Old School
Ridin' round screamin'
CASH RULES
Every thing around me
I'm a king b*t*h crown me
Cash like Robert Downey
Haters and feds all around me
Second they see my whip they wanna impound me
So i pull off really quick with your girl in the front
See shes suckin my d**k
Clean whip but a dirty stick
B*T*H
I feel like Flava Flav
3 bad b*t*hes
Poppin molly like they at a rave
I'm just sippin syrup
NO LEMONDAE
I don't mix it up
NO SPRITE
Yall boys mix it up
IT AIN'T RIGHT
Nah that's diluted I can't sip it
I need that straight lean when i tip it
I Think I Just Blak'd Out
Rockstar
Trapstar
Pull up and pull off in foreign cars
Got a Glock in the case
That ain't a guitar
B*tch I stay strapped like I'm Escobar
Rockstar
Trapstar
I [ull up and pull off in foreign cars
Got a Glock in the case
That ain't a guitar
Strapped up like I'm Escobar
And if not a foreign car
Or an old school
I ain't whippin' it
These mother f*ckers hatin'
Taking bullsh*t
And then they step right in the sh*t
B*tch I got the keys
Get down on your knees
I'm the alpha of the situation
Got Bricks
I could build a nation
I hate to wait for my statue of limitations
Rockstar
Trapstar
Pullup and pull off in foreign cars
Glocks in the case
That ain't a guitar
But I got a bad b*t*h
And she doesn't know who you are
But i don't know who you are either
I just know i stay smokin' hella reefer
Bout a quarter pound later
Smell like Khalifa
B*tch you don't understand
I been poppin' these bands
I been gettin' these grands
Ya'll boys are haters
Sweet as potatoes like I been sayin'
Yall mother f*ckers don't understand
I'm a Super Saiyan sippin purple rain
One take
I dont take a break
And yall boys gotta go and write raps
I think its funny that you go on instagram
Talkin sh*t
ALL CAP
No dap
No i can't trust ya
Busta sucka mother f*cka
YOU DON'T UNDERSTAND
You ain't in my inner circle
You ain't squady with the fam
BAAABY
ROCKSTAR
TRAPSTAR
Pull Up
Pull Off
Always Foreign or an Old School
Ridin' round screamin'
CASH RULES
Every thing around me
I'm a king b*t*h crown me
Cash like Robert Downey
Haters and feds all around me
Second they see my whip they wanna impound me
So i pull off really quick with your girl in the front
See shes suckin my d**k
Clean whip but a dirty stick
B*T*H
I feel like Flava Flav
3 bad b*t*hes
Poppin molly like they at a rave
I'm just sippin syrup
NO LEMONDAE
I don't mix it up
NO SPRITE
Yall boys mix it up
IT AIN'T RIGHT
Nah that's diluted I can't sip it
I need that straight lean when i tip it
I Think I Just Blak'd Out
