ROCKSTAR (ALLAH) ​tana (Ft. Lancey Foux)

[Intro: tana]
Yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah

[Verse 1: tana]
Know these niggas scared (Yeah, I know these niggas scared)
Send the addy, guarantee you gon' see cubans there
See this jacket? Bitch, it's huge, it's that Moncleezy-cler
(Yeah)

[Chorus: tana]
Rockstar, huh
Rockstar, huh (Motherfuckin' rockstar)
Rich nigga, I eat steak and pasta
Modern locks, lil' bitch, I'm a rockstar
Ex bitch took my heart, so I had bossed up
Talk down, then my niggas pop up (My niggas)
Shoot your block up, nigga, fah-fah-fah-fah (Fah-fah-fah)
187, he gon' need a fuckin' doctor (He gon' need, ha-ha-ha-ha)
(He gon' need a fuckin' doctor)

[Verse 2: tana]
Run up on me, you gon' meet the yoppa (Woah)
Grrah-tah-tah-tah, grrah-tah-tah-tah
And the gun sounds make a nigga holler
And them gun rounds take your ass to Allah