Welcome to the Lifestyle - Wassup Rocker, EGOVERT

Prettiest boy in the room

My skin is shinin'

I do what they pretend to do

Last year, I was broke

But, I swear that I’m on like these Off-White tags on my tennis shoes

I’m turnin' down all of these interviews

I got a big heart, and it’s bulletproof (uh huh)

While I’m workin' hard, bitch, you work at the mall, bruh

You got a shift from like 10 to 2

I don’t think you get what I’m telling you

I like my hoes rude with some attitude

I swear these hoes come around and go around

Faster than karma and Ferris wheels (uh)

Lil' boy, don’t make me embarrass you

Bling blaow, yeah, that’s the sound of revenue

I think I paid way too much for these Rick’s to hurt my feet if imma tell the

truth

And, I don’t even rap for a profit (uh)

My ex look like Mia Wallace (uh)

She thought it was meant to be

What she pretends to be

But, on the core she toxic

I don’t rock no gold, I don’t rock no diamonds

But, I still drip like faucets

That girl really said that my music was borin'

So, I threw her heart in the moshpit (ha)

Just how I did it, I did it (uh)

And, just how I said it, I said it (yuh)

I’m the reason why he raps how he raps

But, I ain’t askin' for no credit

Yeah, and if my name is on any track

Then, that’s the reason why they listen to it

And, if I’m last on any verse

They don’t listen to you 'cause they skippin' through it

Lil' bitch

(Yo, you hear that?)

(This the latest addition to my collection)

(Ice, ice, ice)

(It's not my fault you couldn’t adjust to our lifestyle, baby)

(It was never me, it was you the whole time)

Uh, yeah

I am the greatest in my city ever do it, nigga

You can ask anybody

I got clips for anybody’s mommy that fuck with Rocker

So, let’s get it crackin'

I’m with all the action

Paparazzi flashin'

Gotta cut your accent

Imma fuckin'

Got some bad habits

Fucked a bad actress

Like god damnit

We back at it, woo

Look at the and the bands, yes

I spent your rent on the fit, yes

'Member the days I was stuck in apartments

Now, we livin' rich as a bitch, yuh

You can’t relate to this

I prayed for this and made some hits

And, I know women with some pussy so crazy I buy them shit

Say, «hello,» to my lil' friend, he go «gra, gra, gra, gra»

She in the kitchen, singin' to me like «la, la, la, laa»

This is the same girl who said no to the prom, prom, prom, prom

I’m at the mall

I spent like, I don’t know, um, 5 thou, thou, thou, thou, thou

Thousand dollars, uh

That is the price to book me for a show

And, also the price you spend on your Impala

You in the rental regardless

Me and Rocker bought matching Teslas

And, we race 'em motherfuckers like we is pilots

We is not the same, we is not the same

We is not the same, nigga, the

And, she from the Dallas, Texas country

Rocky, bumpy, uh

And, her perky breasts lookin' as good as money

Honey, I could buy you

Lookin' like a Playboy bunny

It’s funny, the way I stack this money

I’m a dummy