Rockstar Lifestyle lyrics

[Intro: Lil Keed]
Yeah, know what I'm sayin'?
Zaytoven, Keed
Know what the f*ck that mean
(Zaytoven)
Woo, huh? Yeah

[Chorus: Lil Keed]
Real rockstar lifestyle
Y'all gettin' money? Yeah, pipe down
Yeah, you know I love life, kickin' sh*t with Zoe Pound
Yeah, yeah, I drop the top down
Got it on lock like the compound
Yeah, ayy, ayy, Dae Dae, yeah
Drivin' foreign cars, havin' foreign plates
I went G-Star the wrist, I got bustdown everything
SRT truck 'nother two hundred, who wanna race? (Skrrt)
Yeah, I drip my b*tch, drip my b*tch (Skrrt)

[Verse 1: Lil Keed]
Pass me a Backwood
These n*ggas real tattletale, these n*ggas cat, Tigger
Pull up with hundred round drums, pull up with shell catchers
No, I'm not wearin' no Toms, I'm rockin' Chanel, yeah
I got prints on my di*k just from her kissin' it
You ain't do it for me, but I did it for you, sh*t, just what it is
Mmh, mmh-mmh, I know my heart so big
Mmh, mmh-mmh, watch her swallow my kids (Let's go)
I'm drippin' and sh*t, I'm fly, lil' b*tch, no YFN
YSL, Love Life, we runnin' this sh*t
YSL the time, please guard your b*tch
Come out the roof on the Maybach, you know what it is (Goddamn)
I ain't got love for you, I got love for the kids
I got money, but I represent the rich
I'm just motivation, baby, sh*t, ahah
[Chorus: Lil Keed]
Rockstar lifestyle (Yeah)
Y'all gettin' money? Yeah, pipe down (Slimeball)
Yeah, you know I love life, kickin' sh*t with Zoe Pound
Yeah, yeah, I drop the top down
Got it on lock like the compound
Yeah, ayy, ayy, Dae Dae, yeah
Drivin' foreign cars, havin' foreign plates
I went G-Star the wrist, I got bustdown everything
SRT truck 'nother two hundred, who wanna race? (Skrrt)
Yeah, I drip my b*tch, drip my b*tch (Skrrt)

[Verse 2: Dae Dae]
Drip 'em (Dae Dae), handle that
Havin' these racks, need a ruler (Tellin' you)
Look at my ice, got my jeweler, sh*t
I'm rockin' Chinas
Custom the drip and I'm strapped the f*ck up with that Gucci (CC)
I got Lil Keed, he might just hop out this motherf*ckin' Phantom with shooters
Turn up, ooh, I just might need me a money counter, sh*t f*ckin' my fingers up
I just might pull in that Hellcat the same color the Benji hoes (Blue)
I need a Backwood, b*tch, let's ride
Hop out the foreign with the frog's eyes
I bet my brothers bang that fire
I'm with my YSL brothers, ah (YSL)
Rockin' these diamonds, they cut it up
sh*t, I got racks in the double cup
sh*t, I'm with Zay, n*gga leveled up
sh*t, man, I put racks on my brother, my kids, and my dad, what they talkin' 'bout?
Slide on the Forgis, DVincis, the boost in it, liftin' the doors and I'm hoppin' out
I put the pit in the side of condo crib, and I got this b*tch in Brazil, ooh
Ain't no homo, put the di*k on extendo, n*gga out here talkin' for real (Yeah)
I got racks, I put some in the bank, and I just put a house in the hills (Loaded up)
b*tch, I fit all my clothes, that's how I live (Turn up)
[Chorus: Lil Keed]
Rockstar lifestyle
Y'all gettin' money? Yeah, pipe down
Yeah, you know I love life, kickin' sh*t with Zoe Pound
Yeah, yeah, I drop the top down
Got it on lock like the compound
Yeah, ayy, ayy, Dae Dae, yeah
Drivin' foreign cars, havin' foreign plates
I went G-Star the wrist, I got bustdown everything
SRT truck 'nother two hundred, who wanna race? (Skrrt)
Yeah, I drip my b*tch, drip my b*tch (Skrrt)