MF ROCKSTAR

Album cover art for "MF ROCKSTAR" by Yung Bans & Future

Yung Bans & Future - Rap, Southern Rap

MF ROCKSTAR

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[Intro: Future] Do the dash, do the dash ATL Jacob, ATL Jacob [Chorus: Future] I'm a motherfuckin' rockstar, yeah I'm a motherfuckin' rockstar, yeah I'm a motherfuckin' rockstar, yeah Do the dash on the cop car, yeah Marni glasses big as 'bout four cups, yeah Tryna stay focused, the only focus, yeah Two hundred thousand on a whip, it's a wide-body Turn up in the floor and do the dance, do the project (Money, clothes, survive) [Verse: Yung Bans, Future] It ain't no shame, we gon' rock and roll Ain't never no pressure 'bout no change in their money, clothes (Money, clothes, survive) I feel like Wayne, everybody grow (Like Wayne) It's still the same, me and my gang couldn't take it slow These niggas be strange, you would never know Every night I pray, he keep me sane just for baby love, huh Probably took the curb, I could never fold up My brother know I'm down for life, I'ma shout it, load up Rather get caught with it than without it, grab them sticks and load up My nigga dealin' with all this pain and they never notice But I'm a motherfuckin' rockstar Do the dash and these streets on fire like sparks Ayy, get that drop on a opp block, shall we march? Straight up out that jungle with them X, feel like Tarzan (I feel like Tarzan) Rockstar my lifestyle, you're an a big apartment (Big apartment) [Chorus: Future, Future & Yung Bans] I'm a motherfuckin' rockstar, yeah I'm a motherfuckin' rockstar, yeah I'm a motherfuckin' rockstar, yeah Do the dash on the cop car, yeah Marni glasses big as 'bout four cups, yeah Tryna stay focused, the only focus, yeah Two hundred thousand on a whip, it's a wide-body Turn up in the floor and do the dance, do the project (Money, clothes, survive) [Outro: Yung Bans, Future] This that life of a rockstar Do the dash on the cops, I leave no smash down the opps (Money, clothes, survive) Yeah, my nigga pay 'bout a Glock Young nigga won't raise 'bout a Glock, late night, I see what you thought (Money, clothes, survive) Yeah, we got that money surprise Money surprise, this the life of a rock' (Rock', rock', rock', rock') Rockstar lifestyle, might not make it Eyes so gone, my mind in racing (Okay) Know I got you so impatient I don't need a beer, boo, just to feel some takin' (Feel some takin') Dash, do the dash

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Credits

Writers
  • Yung Bans
  • Future