[Intro: yotti]
(Yo, Kel, how you made this bitch?)
(Hey)
Real rockstar, real rockstar (Hey)
Real rockstar, real rockstar (Hey, yo)
Real rockstar, real rockstar (Hey, yo)
[Bridge: yotti]
Real rockstar, throw back the Yerc
I'm on all the drugs
So many bitches wan' fuck
So many bitches want me, give 'em 5luv
He thought he was finna creep on the block, hell nah, they filled them boys wit' them slugs
.762, it take your head off, shower shit up like the tub (What?)
[Verse 1: yotti]
Shower shit up like the tub
.762, it break the wind, fly through the air like a dove (Say what?)
Where were you when I was fucked up and needed your love?
All of them pills, I'm poppin' 'em all just to get over it all
These hoes so fucked up
Smackin' her down while her man in the walls (Say what?)
I got her declinin' his calls (Hello?)
I'm slappin' my dick in her jaw (Yo)
She wan' give me that love, I can't fall (Yo)
Can't e'en take that ho on a date (Damn)
This ho tryna fuck in the stall (What?)
If you pull through the hood, can't escape, we gon' set the trap up like it's Saw
[Chorus: yotti]
Real rockstar (Rock out)
Rock out the block, don't tell what you saw (Rock out)
Real rockstar (Rock out)
I got twenty freaks in the loft (Rock out)
Real rockstar (Rockstar)
Smackin' yo' bitch from the back, rock out (Rock out)
Real rockstar (Rockstar)
Hundred shots out of the vert, hop out (Hop out)
(Yo, Kel, how you make this bitch?)
[Verse 2: Babystaydown]
Yuh
Real rockstar (What, what)
Gotta get geeked 'fore a nigga just walk out the house
I need a lifeguard (I got—)
Water all on my neck, a nigga might drown
Baby, just calm down (Woah, woah-woah)
You know I ain't fuckin' these hoes from 'round the town
Micro Draco hold sixty rounds
Yuh, this bit' make a lot of sound
Pull up and chop ya whole block down, yuh
I done went up so these niggas claim they my opps now, yuh
I rock the damn show, the 5 outside wit' a hundred rounds, yuh
I done went up so these niggas claim they my opps now
[Chorus: yotti]
Real rockstar (Rock out)
Rock out the block, don't tell what you saw (Rock out)
Real rockstar (Rock out)
I got twenty freaks in the loft (Rock out)
Real rockstar (Rockstar)
Smackin' yo' bitch from the back, rock out (Rock out)
Real rockstar (Rockstar)
Hundred shots out of the vert, hop out
[Bridge: yotti]
Real rockstar, throw back the Yerc
I'm on all the drugs
So many bitches wan' fuck
So many bitches want me, give 'em 5luv
He thought he was finna creep on the block, hell nah, they filled them boys wit' them slugs
.762, it take your head off, shower shit up like the tub (What?)
(Yo, Kel, how you made this bitch?)