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u.fø – rockstar! كلمات اغاني

feel like ima rockstar, (r_r_rockstar)
milli, really not far, (really not far)
silly with the clock card
that means i’m working every day, tryna make tickets like a motherf_cking cop car

k i think i must be poppin cause i just gotta text
its from an ex chick classically bout how im her best
i asked for s_x, she asked for less, so i moved onto the next
must be depressed about it, honestly can’t help but feel blessed
had to let go of you, that’s just calculated damages
i didn’t want to just seems these days everybody vanishes
when vanity is glamorous, and sanity is managed with
imagining a dream, feels like i’m tryna pull a magic trick
recipes disastrous there’s smoke in the ingredients
you testing me, you b_st_rd, give you reason for your grievances
the legal name my clique goes by is “juvenile deviants”
the difference tween my dawgs and b_tches, which are disobedient. b_tches used to play me, that’s nintendo’s
then i switched that only games i smash, i ever play are with the ‘den bros
homies gettin’ loud like a crescendo
get so f_cking high my judgement never clouded, grounded man that’s ten toes
ah, and this sh_t it’s just not fair
anybody wantin’ smoke can start calling me john player
come smooth and rich into your b_tch, f_ckboys are john haters
nah i’m just playing, i’d never hit that id maybe rate her
uhhhh, something like 6 out of 10
just checked my texts, my ex and your chick outta pocket again. they wanna suck me like a slurpee, i’m no 711
f_ck your seven my b_tches tens, and i’m never switchin’ again hoe
feel like ima rockstar, (r_r_rockstar)
milli, really not far, (really not far)
silly with the clock card
that means i’m working every day, tryna make tickets like a motherf_cking cop car

now my ex thinks i’m an assh0l_
told me that the distance tween us too much of a hassle
expected me to break, she thought she had u.fø cancelled
nah i’m having fun getting money and f_cking rascals
and i’m sick of all the tragedies
i feel like i’m saddam i go ca_bam, my families mad at me
have s_x in my sedan, it smells like biblical depravity
i say that i’m a sinner, swear that no one knows the gravity, that’s: elon on mars, i reach for the stars
hoping someone peeps at my bars, i keep going hard
please go send my deepest regards
to every female on my email f_ck with more than the beats and the bars. aye!
after the d_ck i’m grayson
so now i’m robin them and dudes both sending nudes sorry i ain’t g_y son
that line has less to do with any orientation
i’m only ever taken, for granted and i’m straight, don’t get it mistaken
“not like it actually matters!”, said this girl who then called me f_ggot, but what’s actually madder
is her boyfriend left her for me, i said i’m actually flattered
although i passed, i guess it seems my ass was actually fatter (who knew?)
she lemme hit it in the civic, said i’m really toxic, told her i prefer the term acidic
like the pacific specifically i did it prolifically
like antihistamine, i wash b_tches mouths call me mr. clean
let that line breathe like my ad libs
can’t go a single track without me mentioning bad kidz
they wonder if dementia’s the result of my lads sins
forget about my jasmine, but still fly as alladin
feel like ima rockstar, (r_r_rockstar)
milli, really not far, (really not far)
silly with the clock card
that means i’m working every day, tryna make tickets like a motherf_cking cop car

feel like ima rockstar, aye!
milli, really not far, aye!
silly with the clock card
that means i’m working every day, tryna make tickets like a motherf_cking cop car

feel like ima rockstar
milli, really not far
silly with the clock card
that means i’m working every day!

- u fo

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