The sun was out, so put your screen down I'm in your files like the NSA, you're a rip-off Oh, that's close, sold out shows Bad lil' hoes and I *** em' like a pro I don't got a car, my dumb ass I don't spit bars, I'm a real rockstar Cocaine white, high-tech Sprite Girls all night, I'ma end my life *** your cars, my dumb ass Drugs and guitars, I'm a real rockstar She was geekin' on the molly You know I'm flexin' on everybody She was tweakin' at the party Now I'm leavin' and you're sorry Yeah, I'm rollin' around in a Mozzie Smokin' backwoods, I'm with a Barbie Yeah, I'm hoppin' that you really wanna love me I'm jokin', I know you could never love me Hoppin' out the car and I'm in my Abercrombie I got ten grand all in my Vatman jeans Yeah, I got a bust down and it's so free I know she a bust down, but she won't leave Oh, that's close, sold out shows Bad lil' hoes and I *** em' like a pro I don't got a car, my dumb ass I don't spit bars, I'm a real rockstar Cocaine white, high-tech Sprite Girls all night, I'ma end my life *** your cars, my dumb ass Drugs and guitars, I'm a real rockstar Rockstars, punkstars, equal flourish Dirty laundry on the floor Two guitars in my bed Sleep with me each night and my best friend But take heed, take warning as not to copy Cause you'll find the results sound weak Good night