SYNAPS3 – Rockstar Lyrics

Rockstar – SYNAPS3 Lyrics

What?

What?

Yeah

(Borisovsuka)

Slatt, slatt

I got that red on my dash (red)

She wanna ride in the back (skrrt)

I put that beam on the MAC (brrt)

He talkin' tough, he a cap (what?)

I got that red on my dash (red)

She wanna ride in the back (skrrt)

I put that beam on the MAC (brrt)

He talkin' tough, he a cap (yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)

I be that vampire, bite (bite)

Walk in the dark, no light (light)

Money so tall, that's height (tall)

She wanna fuck for the night (what?)

I cannot trust, that's right (no)

I pop a perc, I'm in flight (woah)

I see the opps in my sight (bow)

I pull the trigger, goodnight (grrah)

Yeah, I'm that rockstar made (made)

Diamonds they dance, serenade (dance)

I bought the crib, it's a grave (ha)

I'm in the coupe, no parade (skrrt)

What? (Yeah!)

Slatt! (Bow!)

ECHO (Seles!)

On my momma (Momma!)

I got that red on my dash (red, red, red)

She wanna ride in the back (skrrt, skrrt)

I put that beam on the MAC (brrt, bah)

He talkin' tough, he a cap (what? yeah)

I got that red on my dash (red)

She wanna ride in the back (skrrt)

I put that beam on the MAC (brrt)

He talkin' tough, he a cap (yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)

Stop it, stop it (stop)

My money is Slavic, it's poppin' (racks)

My bitch is exotic, she poppin' (pop)

She swallow the kids like a lollipop (ugh)

I'm in the Vatican, poppin' them tags (Prada)

I'm with the shits, no Advil (nah)

Walk in the spot, make it stand still (move)

They know the name, it's a brand still (Carti)

Yeah, I'm that boy with the bands (bands)

She eat it up like some cans (soup)

I'm in the sky, no plans (fly)

I don't hold hands, I hold grands (cash)

Rockstar (rockstar)

Big car (skrrt)

Guitar (twang)

No scars (nah)

We are (we)

Too far (gone)

Shhh (quiet)

It's a mob (mob)

Red on the dash

Ride in the back

Beam on the MAC

He a cap

ECHO

Back

Mac

Cap

(What? What? What?)

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