ROCKSTAR (Explicit)
DaBaby, Roddy Ricch"ROCKSTAR (Explicit)" is a song by DaBaby, Roddy Ricch, released in 2020 in the Pop genre. The song is 2:49 long and contains 68 lines and 663 words.
Lyrics
0:02Woo, woo
0:08I pull up, like
0:10How you pull up Baby? How you pull up? (Ooh, ooh, ooh)
0:15How you pull up? I pull up (Woo, woo)
0:19Seth in the kitchen (Seth in the kitchen)
0:20Let's go
0:21Brand new Lamborghini, **** a cop car
0:25Whip the pistol off my hip like I'm a cop (Yeah, yeah, yeah)
0:27Have you ever met a real ***** rockstar? (Yeah, yeah, yeah)
0:30This ain't no guitar *****, this a Glock (Woo)
0:33My Glock told me, "The problem is gon' squee-squeeze" (Woo)
0:36Baby let me go the day you need me (Woo)
0:38*****, she hooked me on that **** and get to bussin'
0:41And if I ain't enough go get the chop
0:43it safe to say I earned it, ain't a ***** gave me nothin' (Yeah, yeah, yeah)
0:46I'm ready to hop out on a *****, get to bussin'
0:48Know you heard me say, "You play, you lay"
0:50Don't make me push the button
0:51Full of pain, dropped enough tears to fill up a ****in' bucket
0:53Goin' for buckets, I bought a choppa
0:55I got a big drum to hold a hunnid, goin' for nothin'
0:56I'm ready to air it out on all these *****s, I can see 'em runnin'
0:58Just talked to my momma
0:59She hit me on FaceTime just to check up on me and my brother
1:01I'm really the baby
1:02She know that her youngest son was always guaranteed to get the money (Okay, let's go)
1:04She know that her baby boy was always guaranteed to get the loot
1:07She know what I do, she know before I run from a ***** I'ma pull it out and shoot (Boom)
1:09PTSD, I'm always waking' up in cold sweats like I got the flu
1:12My daughter a G, she saw me kill a ***** in front of her before the age of two
1:14And I'll kill another ***** too
1:17Before I let another ***** do somethin' to you
1:20As long as you know that, don't let nobody tell you different
1:22Daddy, love you (Yeah, yeah)
1:24Let's go
1:25Brand new Lamborghini, **** a cop car
1:29Whip the pistol off my hip like I'm a cop (Yeah, yeah, yeah)
1:31Have you ever met a real ***** rockstar? (Yeah, yeah, yeah)
1:34This ain't no guitar *****, this a Glock (Woo)
1:36My Glock told me, "The problem is gon' squee-squeeze" (Woo)
1:40Baby let me go the day you need me (Woo)
1:42*****, she hooked me on that **** and get to bussin' (Ooh, yeah)
1:44And if I ain't enough go get the chop (Yeah, yeah)
1:46Keep a Glock in when I ride in the Suburban
1:50'Cause the codeine got a young ***** swervin'
1:53I got the mop, watch me wash 'em like detergent
1:55And I'm ballin', that's why it's diamonds on my jersey
1:58Slide on app side and flipped the block back (Yeah, yeah)
2:00My junior popped him and left him lopsided (Yeah, yeah)
2:02We spin his block, got the rebound, Dennis Rodman
2:05You fooled me one Time, you can't cross me again
2:07Twelve hundred horsepower, I get lost in the wind
2:10If he talkin' on the yard the pin dogs'll take his chin
2:13Maybach SUV for my refugees
2:15My block's in the hood, put my money in the streets
2:18I was solo when the opps caught me at the gas station
2:21Had it on me, thirty-thousand, thought it was my last day
2:23But they ain't even wan't no smoke
2:26If I had to choose, then murder she wrote
2:29Let's go
2:30Brand new Lamborghini, **** a cop car
2:33Whip the pistol off my hip like I'm a cop (Yeah, yeah, yeah)
2:36Have you ever met a real ***** rockstar? (Yeah, yeah, yeah)
2:38This ain't no guitar *****, this a Glock (Woo)
2:41My Glock told me, "The problem is gon' squee-squeeze" (Woo)
2:44Baby let me go the day you need me (Woo)
2:46*****, she hooked me on that **** and get to bussin'
2:49And if I ain't enough go get the chop
Woo, woo I pull up, like How you pull up Baby? How you pull up? (Ooh, ooh, ooh) How you pull up? I pull up (Woo, woo) Seth in the kitchen (Seth in the kitchen) Let's go Brand new Lamborghini, **** a cop car Whip the pistol off my hip like I'm a cop (Yeah, yeah, yeah) Have you ever met a real ***** rockstar? (Yeah, yeah, yeah) This ain't no guitar *****, this a Glock (Woo) My Glock told me, "The problem is gon' squee-squeeze" (Woo) Baby let me go the day you need me (Woo) *****, she hooked me on that **** and get to bussin' And if I ain't enough go get the chop it safe to say I earned it, ain't a ***** gave me nothin' (Yeah, yeah, yeah) I'm ready to hop out on a *****, get to bussin' Know you heard me say, "You play, you lay" Don't make me push the button Full of pain, dropped enough tears to fill up a ****in' bucket Goin' for buckets, I bought a choppa I got a big drum to hold a hunnid, goin' for nothin' I'm ready to air it out on all these *****s, I can see 'em runnin' Just talked to my momma She hit me on FaceTime just to check up on me and my brother I'm really the baby She know that her youngest son was always guaranteed to get the money (Okay, let's go) She know that her baby boy was always guaranteed to get the loot She know what I do, she know before I run from a ***** I'ma pull it out and shoot (Boom) PTSD, I'm always waking' up in cold sweats like I got the flu My daughter a G, she saw me kill a ***** in front of her before the age of two And I'll kill another ***** too Before I let another ***** do somethin' to you As long as you know that, don't let nobody tell you different Daddy, love you (Yeah, yeah) Let's go Brand new Lamborghini, **** a cop car Whip the pistol off my hip like I'm a cop (Yeah, yeah, yeah) Have you ever met a real ***** rockstar? (Yeah, yeah, yeah) This ain't no guitar *****, this a Glock (Woo) My Glock told me, "The problem is gon' squee-squeeze" (Woo) Baby let me go the day you need me (Woo) *****, she hooked me on that **** and get to bussin' (Ooh, yeah) And if I ain't enough go get the chop (Yeah, yeah) Keep a Glock in when I ride in the Suburban 'Cause the codeine got a young ***** swervin' I got the mop, watch me wash 'em like detergent And I'm ballin', that's why it's diamonds on my jersey Slide on app side and flipped the block back (Yeah, yeah) My junior popped him and left him lopsided (Yeah, yeah) We spin his block, got the rebound, Dennis Rodman You fooled me one Time, you can't cross me again Twelve hundred horsepower, I get lost in the wind If he talkin' on the yard the pin dogs'll take his chin Maybach SUV for my refugees My block's in the hood, put my money in the streets I was solo when the opps caught me at the gas station Had it on me, thirty-thousand, thought it was my last day But they ain't even wan't no smoke If I had to choose, then murder she wrote Let's go Brand new Lamborghini, **** a cop car Whip the pistol off my hip like I'm a cop (Yeah, yeah, yeah) Have you ever met a real ***** rockstar? (Yeah, yeah, yeah) This ain't no guitar *****, this a Glock (Woo) My Glock told me, "The problem is gon' squee-squeeze" (Woo) Baby let me go the day you need me (Woo) *****, she hooked me on that **** and get to bussin' And if I ain't enough go get the chop
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