[Intro]

But I think you're kinda fine, you would look great in some Prada

I think I changed my mind (Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)

(Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, oh yeah)

Rockstar life

[Chorus]

Yes, I got these waxed denims on me and I got some fuckin' racks in 'em, dawg

Yes, I'm in the back if you lookin' for me, I ain't tryna impress none of y'all (Impress none of y'all)

Yeah, and I got these bad bitches on me, I ain't tryna shake none, want 'em all (Shake none, want 'em all)

See, I'm tryna get a bag on me, baby, I ain't got no time to answer your calls

Poppin' thousand-dollar tags, lil' nigga, you can't find this shit I'm drippin' in the mall

And I hope that I don't crash 'cause I'm movin' fast, I'm not tryna link with the stars

And we smoke designer gas with exotic women, nigga, we can't help who we are

Rockstar life and I might not make it, nigga, yeah, we havin' Glocks, not guitars (Rockstar life)

Rockstar life, why these bitches always ask why I'm always breakin' they hearts? (Rockstar)

I think I lived twice

Never ever had to cap, yeah, I been this way from the start (Been this way from the start)

I know I can't make you mine

But I think you're kinda fine, you would look great in some Prada (You would look great in some Prada)

I can't escape my mind

[Verse]

Wake up every single day, and nigga, I get draped in designer (I get draped in designer)

Think I changed my mind

No, I don't got time to play, baby, I be racing the clock

And I'm stayin' out late 'cause I'm knowin' soon I'ma see the sun

Yeah, and each and every single day we be on the move tryna get some money

And I'ma take that lil' bitch to the moon, tell her just relax, baby, it ain't nothing (Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)

And I swear it only took a day, made a couple racks but that's really nothin' (Rockstar life)

I done made this bitch my Ricky bae, if she want the Raf, nigga, it ain't nothin'

And I got 'em mad, think I got 'em mad but it ain't nothin' (Oh yeah)

Oh yeah (Rockstar life), yeah

[Chorus]

Yes, I got these waxed denims on me and I got some fuckin' racks in 'em, dawg (Racks in 'em, dawg)

Yes, I'm in the back if you lookin' for me, I ain't tryna impress none of y'all (Tryna impress none of y'all)

Yeah, and I got these bad bitches on me, I ain't tryna shake none, want 'em all (Shake none, want 'em all)

See, I'm tryna get a bag on me, baby, I ain't got no time to answer your calls

Poppin' thousand-dollar tags, lil' nigga, you can't find this shit I'm drippin' in the mall

And I hope that I don't crash 'cause I'm movin' fast, I'm not tryna link with the stars

And we smoke designer gas with exotic women, nigga, we can't help who we are (We can't help who we are)

Rockstar life and I might not make it, nigga, yeah, we havin' Glocks, not guitars (Rockstar life)

Rockstar life, why these bitches always ask why I'm always breakin' they hearts? (Rockstar life)

I think I lived twice (Rockstar life)

Never ever had to cap, yeah, I been this way from the start

I know I can't make you mine

But I think you're kinda fine, you would look great in some Prada (Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)

[Outro]

Rockstar life

Rockstar my life

Rockstar life

I think I changed my mind