Rockstar Lifestyle

Lyrics

[Intro: Lil Keed] Yeah, know what I'm sayin'? Zaytoven, Keed Know what the fuck that mean (Zaytoven) Woo, huh? Yeah [Chorus: Lil Keed] Real rockstar lifestyle Y'all gettin' money? Yeah, pipe down Yeah, you know I love life, kickin' shit with Zoe Pound Yeah, yeah, I drop the top down Got it on lock like the compound Yeah, ayy, ayy, Dae Dae, yeah Drivin' foreign cars, havin' foreign plates I went G-Star the wrist, I got bustdown everything SRT truck 'nother two hundred, who wanna race? (Skrrt) Yeah, I drip my bitch, drip my bitch (Skrrt) [Verse 1: Lil Keed] Pass me a Backwood These niggas real tattletale, these niggas cat, Tigger Pull up with hundred round drums, pull up with shell catchers No, I'm not wearin' no Toms, I'm rockin' Chanel, yeah I got prints on my dick just from her kissin' it You ain't do it for me, but I did it for you, shit, just what it is Mmh, mmh-mmh, I know my heart so big Mmh, mmh-mmh, watch her swallow my kids (Let's go) I'm drippin' and shit, I'm fly, lil' bitch, no YFN YSL, Love Life, we runnin' this shit YSL the time, please guard your bitch Come out the roof on the Maybach, you know what it is (Goddamn) I ain't got love for you, I got love for the kids I got money, but I represent the rich I'm just motivation, baby, shit, ahah [Chorus: Lil Keed] Rockstar lifestyle (Yeah) Y'all gettin' money? Yeah, pipe down (Slimeball) Yeah, you know I love life, kickin' shit with Zoe Pound Yeah, yeah, I drop the top down Got it on lock like the compound Yeah, ayy, ayy, Dae Dae, yeah Drivin' foreign cars, havin' foreign plates I went G-Star the wrist, I got bustdown everything SRT truck 'nother two hundred, who wanna race? (Skrrt) Yeah, I drip my bitch, drip my bitch (Skrrt) [Verse 2: Dae Dae] Drip 'em (Dae Dae), handle that Havin' these racks, need a ruler (Tellin' you) Look at my ice, got my jeweler, shit I'm rockin' Chinas Custom the drip and I'm strapped the fuck up with that Gucci (CC) I got Lil Keed, he might just hop out this motherfuckin' Phantom with shooters Turn up, ooh, I just might need me a money counter, shit fuckin' my fingers up I just might pull in that Hellcat the same color the Benji hoes (Blue) I need a Backwood, bitch, let's ride Hop out the foreign with the frog's eyes I bet my brothers bang that fire I'm with my YSL brothers, ah (YSL) Rockin' these diamonds, they cut it up Shit, I got racks in the double cup Shit, I'm with Zay, nigga leveled up Shit, man, I put racks on my brother, my kids, and my dad, what they talkin' 'bout? Slide on the Forgis, DVincis, the boost in it, liftin' the doors and I'm hoppin' out I put the pit in the side of condo crib, and I got this bitch in Brazil, ooh Ain't no homo, put the dick on extendo, nigga out here talkin' for real (Yeah) I got racks, I put some in the bank, and I just put a house in the hills (Loaded up) Bitch, I fit all my clothes, that's how I live (Turn up) [Chorus: Lil Keed] Rockstar lifestyle Y'all gettin' money? Yeah, pipe down Yeah, you know I love life, kickin' shit with Zoe Pound Yeah, yeah, I drop the top down Got it on lock like the compound Yeah, ayy, ayy, Dae Dae, yeah Drivin' foreign cars, havin' foreign plates I went G-Star the wrist, I got bustdown everything SRT truck 'nother two hundred, who wanna race? (Skrrt) Yeah, I drip my bitch, drip my bitch (Skrrt)