Death to Clones

Lyrics

[Chorus: Rockstar Marqo] Ayy look, rockstar, got it tatted on me A lot of these niggas act real Most of these niggas phony Need my swag back 'cause y'all clone it Had to tax a nigga, I own it Got chopper like I'm from the 'Nolia Who the fuck told you you were a soldier, nigga? Ayy look, these niggas act real Most of these niggas phony These niggas act real Most of these niggas cloning Need my swag back 'cause y'all clone it Had to tax a nigga, I own it Got chopper like I'm from the 'Nolia Who the fuck told you you were a soldier, nigga? [Verse 1: Rockstar Marqo] I'm a MPR rockstar trapstar, niggas know I made that Red rag, blue rag, black flag, nigga rocking money rag Lenox Mall, nigga popping tags Valet park when I hop out the Jag White folks smelling the gas I do 200 today Smash, pass a brick like Steve Nash Fast, serving bricks and the gas These clone niggas so trash, might rob a nigga for the bag Might tie you up for your stash, I ain't going out bad I ain't going out sad, turnt up, now these niggas mad Trying to clone a nigga, eating up all the swag Soaking up all the dab, cook it up like Breaking Bad Rockstar trapstar, Cash Money flag [Chorus: Rockstar Marqo] Ayy look, rockstar, got it tatted on me A lot of these niggas act real Most of these niggas phony Need my swag back 'cause y'all clone it Had to tax a nigga, I own it Got chopper like I'm from the 'Nolia Who the fuck told you you were a soldier, nigga? Ayy look, these niggas act real Most of these niggas phony These niggas act real Most of these niggas cloning Need my swag back 'cause y'all clone it Had to tax a nigga, I own it Got chopper like I'm from the 'Nolia Who the fuck told you you were a soldier, nigga? [Verse 2: Rockstar Marqo] Ayy look, these niggas just rapping Denzel, these niggas just acting Trap sold a million grams, nigga just went platinum Glad wrap when I'm wrapping Nigga trying to buy a mansion, big bezel on my left wrist Bad bitch, dirty dancer, I ain't never been a scammer Straight cash, no transfer, caught a play in the Phantom Dropped a deuce in the Fanta, 1'5, East Atlanta You should go get your camera, got a bad bitch named Tamra I'm on two Percs and a Xanny, got more scripts than your granny Might go to Boston like Manny, these Glock 40s ain't jamming Got twenty bags in the Dodge Magnum, hell yeah, I'm trying to cram them Real plug drop the ticket, pull up, nigga, get it Catch the back end and I'm dipping [Chorus: Rockstar Marqo] Ayy look, rockstar, got it tatted on me A lot of these niggas act real Most of these niggas phony Need my swag back 'cause y'all clone it Had to tax a nigga, I own it Got chopper like I'm from the 'Nolia Who the fuck told you you were a soldier, nigga? Ayy look, these niggas act real Most of these niggas phony These niggas act real Most of these niggas cloning Need my swag back 'cause y'all clone it Had to tax a nigga, I own it Got chopper like I'm from the 'Nolia Who the fuck told you you were a soldier, nigga?