text: Rockstar status nigga, gotta have it
  Rockstar status nigga, gotta have it
  Gotta have it
  Rockstar status nigga, gotta have it
  Bitch I call the shots, I feel like Phil Jackson
  Police by my spot and I was still trapping
  Yeah, hop in the Benz
  I put a F on the rim
  Checkerboard all at my crib
  Louis V, Louis V, Damier
  That Franck Muller look like Cartier
  Walk inside the mall and get me something to wear
  Bitch I came from the sub I could never care
  I was fucked up and broke, you was never there
  What the fuck is a friend
  They aint got a hand they could lend
  Last time I fell to the pen
  I had to commit a sin
  I dropped the ball and now I got it back
  I went to jail and I aint goin back
  I kept it solid, niggas knowing that
  Ima go to the trap, run me up a sack
  Ima go to the trap, run me up a sack
  Ima go the house, try to stack a bank
  Ima pull on the block, roll me up some dank
  Ima go to the yo, pour me up a pint
  Ima shit on these niggas and let em hate
  Now this bitch wanna call, Ima let her wait
  Niggas want me to fall, hold your breath and wait
  Bitch Im never on time cause Im always late
  Rockstar status nigga, gotta have it
  Rockstar status nigga, gotta have it
  Bitch I call the shots, I feel like Phil Jackson
  Police by my spot and I was still trapping
  Rockstar status nigga, gotta have it
  Rockstar status nigga, gotta have it
  Bitch I call the shots, I feel like Phil Jackson
  Police by my spot and I was still trapping
  Balling like Jordan
  The bitch got me feeling like Tony
  If you got a lick put me on it
  I wanna see my opponent
  The real ones, they running with Gunna
  They know Ima keep it one hunnid
  We trap and we eat at Katana
  That shit that you did, we done done it
  Yeah yeah, if you want a bag nigga run it
  My bro sell them shits on the corner
  My plug really rich, she a grower
  I serve all my plates with a blower
  I think I might open a store
  Remember I used to be poor
  I cant stop it, I keep getting more
  I cant stop it, I keep getting more
  I see hoes when I walk through the door
  Get them racks, put the safe in a floor
  I done came a long way selling dope
  Its their dreams and they try to sell hope
  I sold lean and I tried to sell coke
  Im 6-0 bitch I run with the locs
  Louis V checkerboard on my coat
  Rockstar status nigga, gotta have it
  Rockstar status nigga, gotta have it
  Bitch I call the shots, I feel like Phil Jackson
  Police by my spot and I was still trapping
  Rockstar status nigga, gotta have it
  Rockstar status nigga, gotta have it
  Bitch I call the shots, I feel like Phil Jackson
  Police by my spot and I was still trapping