The Rocker lyrics

[Hook]
Uh, they call me the rocker
Uh, yeah, uh-huh, uh

[Verse 1]
They call me the rocker
I get down like 2Pac and Big Poppa
Some say he too birds, you can't stop him
n*ggas got too much beef like two Whoppers
Look at my clockers, it's about time
For a n*gga to mature like a glass of fine wine
Ain't no n*gga alive can outshine
I get sneaks, but don't pay like I'm crime
I run this b*tch, cause I'm Will Smith
Cause I am legend and you just Hitch
Naw, I'm Hitch
Cause I get b*tches
Well, I got more than one so call me eight Hitches
We ain't got riches, just some nice kicks
So call me Bruce Lee who's dressed in nice sh*t
Haters think I'm lame and girls think I'm sick
But both of them groups is riding my di*k

[Hook]
Yeah, they call me the rocker
Call me Mr. Gambino
[Verse 2]
Uh-huh, check this out
I'm fly like birds and I spit real sh*t so my flow like turds
And my words absurd so I turn it all around
So my mouth is my ass and I sit when I'm loud
And I'm black and I'm proud
And I'm white and I'm rich
So f*ck it, I'm a martian, I'm Lilo and Stitch
n*ggas say I sound like Weezy and sh*t
Well he the best in the game so what's wrong with that?
Are you trying to tell me that my rhymes is phat?
Call me Usain Bolt cause I run the track
n*gga I'm sick of that
Stop comparing me to people
I know my voice funny like my name John Heder
And I'm out of this world and I'm hot like space heaters
And my girl top down so I call her two seater
My iPhone blast like TNT
I text back to home girl, "What you know 'bout me?"
I'm in NYC or in ATL
And my wallet stay fat like Kenan plus Kel
n*gga what's that smell, cause my sh*t don't stink
Cause my shirt bright blue and my shoes hot pink
And I finish this drink that I call a Twin Tower
Two Bud Lights and a whiskey sour
Where I fall down, that sh*t is ground zero
Little kids saying, "There goes my hero!"
[Outro]
Hahahaha
They call me the rocker, n*gga!
Uh, they call me the rocker
Yo I'm out man