[Lyric] Feelin Like a Rockstar (Certifiedartist2.0)

(Huh huh, yea yea, huh, yea yea, huh, yea yea, huh, yea yea yea yea yea, huh, yea yea)

B-B-B-Beefin on the internet ion really fuck wit dat, diamonds hittin glistening so much ice I’m shivering
Talk to me not listening making money spending it, spending money make it back feeling like I’m running laps
I-I-I-I got the Glock on my hip, if he talking down he get hit with the stick I got my shooters you know they won’t miss, I got the Glock aiming at his hip
If he talking down he get hit in the face (huh) I’m with your bitch and she giving me face, I got a Glock and it hold about 50 slide to his crib and you know it get busy
Pour up the lean and it’s making me dizzy, I’m smoking weed and it’s making me litty
If he talking down imma call up my shooters we shoot him with sticks I ain’t talking bout pixies, If he talking down and he get out of line imma put him on the screen I ain’t talking bout Disney
I call my choppa a elderly women cause when I shoot at him he run like a granny, G-Got a white hoe I think her name is Pammy, she come to my crib and she took off her panties
N is seeing I’m making this money and blowing up so now they’re calling me family, A lot of these N be testing their luck and if he talking down then I’m sending out shots, this N was lacking we swerve in the V we pulled on him then we shoot up his block, he said we bros we really not bros he fuck with a snake so now he a opp
If you talking down on my name or speak on the gang you might just get popped
(Uhhh yeah, you might just get popped, uhh yeah, you might just get popped)
Speak on the gang you might just get popped, fuck on your bih cause you know she a thot, making this money I’m making this Guap
(N not stopping till I reach the top) N be hating on me and talking about me and they want me to stop, but imma keep going, imma keep flowing, fuck on your bih cause you know that she hoeing (you know that she hoeing, yea yea)
B-B-B-Beefin on the internet ion really fuck wit dat, diamonds hittin glistening so much ice I’m shivering
Talk to me not listening making money spending it, spending money make it back feeling like I’m running laps
I-I-I-I got the Glock on my hip, if he talking down he get hit with the stick I got my shooters you know they won’t miss, I got the Glock aiming at his hip
If he talking down he get hit in the face (huh) I’m with your bitch and she giving me face, I got a Glock and it hold about 50 slide to his crib and you know it get busy
Pour up the lean and it’s making me dizzy, I’m smoking weed and it’s making me litty
If he talking down imma call up my shooters we shoot him with sticks I ain’t talking bout pixies, If he talking down and he get out of line imma put him on the screen I ain’t talking bout Disney
I call my choppa a elderly women cause when I shoot at him he run like a granny, G-Got a white hoe I think her name is Pammy, she come to my crib and she took off her panties
N is seeing I’m making this money and blowing up so now they’re calling me family, A lot of these N be testing their luck and if he talking down then I’m sending out shots, this N was lacking we swerve in the V we pulled on him then we shoot up his block, he said we bros we really not bros he fuck with a snake so now he a opp