[Chorus]
I said mama, I'm a rockstar
I'ma drive a sports car
I'ma be on TV
See me on the Forbes chart
Mama, I'm a rockstar
Stay up 'til the moon sleeps
Get the baddest girls
Like they do in all the movies
Mama, I'm a--
[Verse 1]
I don't wear baggy jeans
Skinny black, give me twenty pants
With the knees ripped, I love Jesus
But God, these bitches know how to dance
And I don't care about anything
Play me hard, baby break my heart
I don't need ya, I got a Visa
Swipe three times, it'll take you far
[Pre-Chorus]
Okay okay, I guess I'm a mess
No one told me fame would be like this
I used to be called a fuckin' bitch
Now every night I can fuck your bitch
No one said I'd be here on my own
No one used to text me on my phone
Now they wanting guest list to my show
I guess it shows that
I said mama, I'm a rockstar
I'ma drive a sports car
I'ma be on TV
See me on the Forbes chart
Mama, I'm a rockstar
Stay up 'til the moon sleeps
Get the baddest girls
Like they do in all the movies
Mama, I'm a--
[Verse 1]
I don't wear baggy jeans
Skinny black, give me twenty pants
With the knees ripped, I love Jesus
But God, these bitches know how to dance
And I don't care about anything
Play me hard, baby break my heart
I don't need ya, I got a Visa
Swipe three times, it'll take you far
[Pre-Chorus]
Okay okay, I guess I'm a mess
No one told me fame would be like this
I used to be called a fuckin' bitch
Now every night I can fuck your bitch
No one said I'd be here on my own
No one used to text me on my phone
Now they wanting guest list to my show
I guess it shows that
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