Scream, "Auf Wiedersehen" Froze to death, my diamonds screaming RIP (they screaming RIP) Psych out, leave this place in flames (never) You couldn't pay me if you wanted, I'm a rockstar (rockstar) Just got a plaque for singing, mummy, I'm a popstar (a

Welcome to the astronomical club The rocket shell is now ready to take off It's better not to know Dreams, gigantic stars Comets and meteors Enormous mushrooms Volcanic explosions All of you will be back home safely So don't hesitate, join us with no fear

Can you feel it? I look for ways to say, "I love you" But I ain't into makin' love songs It started in Hollywood Dreamin' of sharin' love 'Cause my feelings just said it all Feeling low sometimes when the light shines down Makes me high I know I dream

I've been fuckin' hoes and poppin' pillies Man, I feel just like a rockstar (star, ay, ay) All my brothers got that gas And they always be smokin' like a Rasta Fuckin' with me, call up on a Uzi And show up, name them the shottas When my homies pull up on

I'm unusual Not so typical Way too smart to be waiting around Tai chi practicing Snowboard champion I could fix the flat on your car I might even be a rock star On the outside shyin' away On the inside dyin' to say

Please don't stop the music Please don't stop the Dj let it play Like the way you do this Keep on rockin' to it I wanna take you away Please don't stop Do you know what you started I just came here to party

2018, it came with auto-park Sixty-seven thousand on an Audemar Never leave my niggas, I love all of y'all Takin' all these drugs like I'm a rockstar Hi-Tech and that Act, I don't drink Wockhardt I didn't have a car, I used to walk far Now I'm standing

I might take off on you peons and go away to Venus I'm a star so I put a neutron on my pinkie I'm moonwalking but my Christian Loubotin's bleeding I'm smoking moonrocks, shawty, and I feel the ceiling (And I'm codeine dreaming, and I'm codeine dreaming)

You got your hands up, You're rocking in my truck You got the radio on, You're singing every song I'm set on cruise control You're looking so damn hot And I don't know what road we're on, Or where we've been from starin' at you Girl, all I know is I

Just one more thing Can we fix it back in the pocket See I, I want a lady I can put stock in All I need to know is Do we fit in the pocket, When the dreams and the drums start rocking I want a bass and back beat to lock in I want to know real love's not