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s god - yung rockstars lyrics
[hook: s god]
ride through the night, catch the vibe of a lifetime
young rockstars throwin’ ragers in the nighttime
this for anybody that be gettin’ cash, throw it up
thicc bad b-tch, shake that -ss, yeah she know what’s up
we gon’ ride out tonight
whole team steady gettin’ dollar signs
b-tch i run game with the best of them
standin’ way above all the rest of them
[verse 1: s god]
b-tch i run game
stay up in your lane
we are not the same nah
diamonds on my chain now
ridin’ in the coupe
b-tch i drop the brain yuh
imma be cobain, not because he blew his brain
but because he changed the game, i’m a rockstar
b-tches say i changed but i’m still the same, i stayed
not too simple with my ways, b-tches love me like a pop star
b-tches they love me and all wanna f-ck me
i’m way at the top ’cause it’s no one above me
i’m droppin’ the top on the car, it look lovely
your b-tch come around, i put d-ck in your tummy
ice all on my wrist
rockstar movie whip
i know they envy this
smg and llucid b-tch
all of you b-tches is second rate
i have evolved to a higher state
all of your b-tches are lookin’ trolls
my b-tches lookin’ like anime yuh
watch to bright for you to look
my price too high for you to book
chain too big, can’t tuck the b-tch
it’s the only thing i struggle with
[hook: s god]
ride through the night, catch the vibe of a lifetime
young rockstars throwin’ ragers in the nighttime
this for anybody that be gettin’ cash, throw it up
thicc bad b-tch, shake that -ss, yeah she know what’s up
we gon’ ride out tonight
whole team steady gettin’ dollar signs
b-tch i run game with the best of them
standin’ way above all the rest of them
[verse 2: lb tha god]
young rockstar, drop the roof back
smoking on a boof pack
when i tell my shooters shoot you know that they gon shoot back
i’m just lookin’ for some stacks
f-ck that sh-t, i need blue face hunned racks
and your b-tch she f-ck me now ’cause i’m the man
pop a xan, 50 thousand in my hand
i been leaning, spill some lean all on my pants
and you know she like the way my diamonds dance
f-ck a hater, why you always talkin’ sh-t
watch me blast off b-tch
then i make another hit
look at my drip
foreign b-tch, foreign whip
ride around, i got 30 in my clip
now i’m getin’ paid, i’m drippin’ like the rain
i’m not the same, i’m gettin’ fame
you stay the same, you is too lame
stay out my lane
i just got up off a plane
everybody in your city know my name
[hook: s god]
ride through the night, catch the vibe of a lifetime
young rockstars throwin’ ragers in the nighttime
this for anybody that be gettin’ cash, throw it up
thicc bad b-tch, shake that -ss, yeah she know what’s up
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