Playboi Carti – Rockstar Made

Playboi Carti – Rockstar Made Lyrics

Artist: Playboi Carti
Song: Rockstar Made

****in’ good, I told you ’cause I hang around a bad b#tch
Homicide, homicide, homicide, homicide
Never too much (Uh), never too much (Yeah, uh)
Never too much (Yeah, uh), never too much (Uh)

Never too much (What? Uh), never too much (What? Uh)
Never too much (What? Uh), never too much (What? Bih)
I got some racks, yeah, yeah (What?)
I got some bags, yeah (b#tch)

I got some racks, yeah (b#tch)
I got some bags, yeah (b#tch, yeah)
Never too much (What?), yeah, never too much (Yeah)
Never too much (What?), yeah, never too much (What? Yeah)

She suckin’ my dick (What?), she eat it for lunch (What? Uh)
I hit it from the back (What?), yeah, I’m beatin’ it up (Slatt)
I’m beatin’ it up (What?), yeah, I’m beatin’ it up (What?)
I’m in love with them drugs (What?), yeah, I’m kissin’ the cup (What?)

She in love with the thot (What?), yeah, I don’t give no **** (What?)
I won’t stress about a b#tch (What?), that’s not my sl#t (What?)
These n#gg#s beefin’ over hoes (What?), so I keep it up (What?)
Even when I’m at my ****in’ show (Bop-bop-bop), I keep one tucked (Yeah)

(What?)
Rockstar made (Oh yeah, what?)
Rockstar made (What? Yeah)
Rockstar made (What? Ayy)

Uh, never too much (Yeah, yeah), uh, never too much (Yeah)
Never too much, uh, never too much
Uh, never too much (What?), uh, never too much (What?)
Uh, never too much (What?), uh, never too much (What?)

Uh, never too much (Yeah, yeah), uh, never too much (Yeah)
Uh, never too much, uh, never too much (Yeah?)
Uh, never too much (What?), uh, never too much (What? Yeah)
Uh, never too much (What?), uh, never too much (Whole Lotta Red, what?)

(What?)
Rockstar made (What? What? Yeah)
Rockstar made (What? What?)
Rockstar made (What? What?)

I **** that b#tch in the back seat
I **** that b#tch in a wagon (What?)
I **** that b#tch in the back seat (What?)
Now, that b#tch braggin’ (What? Yeah)

Braggin’ (What?), braggin’ (What?), got the b#tch braggin’ (Slatt)
Took the b#tch to L.A. (What?), now the b#tch braggin’ (Yeah)
I just killed an opp, yeah, I swear I’m countin’ caskets
I could make an opp disappear like magic (Yeah)

Send my n#gg#s to your mama house, it get tragic (What?)
Standin’ on the block right now (What?), I’m on the backstreet (What?)
Forty-five hunnid for the drink, yeah we taxin’ (Yeah)
I got gold money and I bought myself a Aston (Yeah)

Dope boys outside, n#gg#, yeah, we havin’ (Yeah)
Got a bad b#tch, I don’t believe in average, yeah (Yeah)
Uh, never too much (Yeah, yeah), uh, never too much (Yeah)
Never too much, uh, never too much

Uh, never too much (What?), uh, never too much (What?)
Uh, never too much (What?), uh, never too much (What?)
Uh, never too much (Yeah, yeah), uh, never too much (Yeah)
Uh, never too much, uh, never too much (Yeah?)

Uh, never too much (What?), uh, never too much (What? Yeah)
Uh, never too much (What?), uh, never too much (Whole Lotta Red, what?)
(What?)
Rockstar made (What? What? Yeah)

Rockstar made (What? What?)
Rockstar made (What? What?)
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From the album:
Whole Lotta Red [Explicit]
Release Year: 2020