Yeah, whoa, yeah
Whoa, uh

I live a rockstar lifestyle, always gettin' wasted (yeah)
Baddie in my mansion, askin' how she wanna play
Lay it proper like a track, I'm countin' California faces (yeah)
Lookin' back it's crazy now, damn I really made it
You doin' too much, shut up, bitch you talkin' crazy (you talkin' crazy)
Took a yellow pill, now I be feelin' lazy
Bend it back and throw that ass, workin' that's amazin'
We ain't watchin' Netflix but we shootin' shit like Shameless (yeah)

She gon' throw it back, I'ma catch it
I'ma hit it while I'm countin' racks
We don't use some sheets, don't go under, I ain't used to that
No I can't lie, girl, I'm lovin' how you throw it back
I might throw a couple racks, yeah, yeah
Gotta keep it classified, don't do kiss and tell (tell)
I can never cuff a bitch, it feel like I'm jail (jail)
Baby can you tell me, did it hurt when you fell? (Fell)
(Fell, fell, fell, fell, fell, fell)

I live a rockstar lifestyle, always gettin' wasted (yeah)
Baddie in my mansion, askin' how she wanna play
Lay it proper like a track, I'm countin' California faces (yeah)
Lookin' back it's crazy now, damn I really made it
You doin' too much, shut up, bitch you talkin' crazy (you talkin' crazy)
Took a yellow pill, now I be feelin' lazy
Bend it back and throw that ass, workin' that's amazin'
We ain't watchin' Netflix but we shootin' shit like Shameless (yeah)

Copyright: Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Universal Music Publishing Group
Writer(s): Andrew Luce, Ari Starace, Michael Olmo