Milk Lame - RockStar

Shawty want a rockstar
Faded in the cop car
You're the only one that can get me high
Shawty want the beamer
Scared that imma leave her
Imma drop the top when I take your life
Shawty hit me on the FaceTime
Showin off her tan lines
You know I can't talk when I get this high
Now I got her on my bedside and I'm on her badside
Imma drop the top when she takes my life
Shawty want the droptop
Faded in the croptop
Look me in the eyes when you say goodbye
Shawty hit me with the drunk text
Cuz she know I'm up next
I swear it's a curse how you waste my time (let's say goodbye)
Cuz I'm fucked up
An I'm wasted
An I'm too turnt I can't taste it
I got drugs all on my brain
I got numb all in my veins
An imma act out till I black out I'm in the bag now blew her back out then I passed out
On the floor
Body aches but I want more
Can we do this again?
I don't wanna be friends
How far can this go, girl that all depends
Now I'm drinkin again
I think I got the spins
You could text me at 10
Already know how that ends
Shawty want a rockstar
Faded in the cop car
You're the only one that can get me high
Shawty want the beamer
Scared that imma leave her
Imma drop the top when I take your life
Shawty hit me on the FaceTime
Showin off her tan lines
You know I can't talk when I get this high
Now I got her on my bedside and I'm on her badside
Imma drop the top when she takes my life

Written by:
Michael Johnson

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