Hahahahaha
Tank God

I've been fuckin hoes and poppin pillies
Man, I feel just like a rockstar (star)
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 your block
They make that thing go gra-ta-ta-ta (pow, pow)

Switch my whip, came back in black
I'm startin sayin, Rest in peace to Bon Scott
Close that door, we blowin smoke
She ask me light a fire 
Like I m Morrison
Act a fool on stage
Prolly leave my fuckin show 
In a cop car
Shit was legendary
Threw a Tv out the window of the Montage
Cocaine on the table, liquor pourin
Don't give a damn
Dude, your girlfriend is a groupie
She just tryna get in
Sayin, I m with the band
Now she actin outta pocket
Tryna grab up on my pants
Hundred bitches in my trailer
Say they ain't got a man
And they all brought a friend

I've been fuckin hoes and poppin pillies
Man, I feel just like a rockstar (star)
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 your block
They make that thing go gra-ta-ta-ta (pow, pow)

I ve been in the Hills fuckin superstars
Feelin like a popstar (21, 21, 21)
Drankin Henny, bad bitches jumpin in the pool
And they ain't got on no bra (no bra)
Hit her from the back, pullin on her tracks
And now she screamin out, no mas (yeah, yeah)
They like, Savage, why you got a twelve
Car garage and you only got six cars (21)
I ain't with the cakin
How you kiss that (kiss that)
Your wifey say I m lookin 
Like a whole snack (big snack)
Green hundreds in my safe
I got old racks (old racks)
L. A. bitches always askin
Where the coke at, (21, 21)
Livin like a rockstar
Smash out on a cop car
Sweeter than a Pop-Tart
You know you are not hard
I done made the hot chart
Member I used to trap hard
Livin like a rockstar
I m livin like a rockstar

I ve been fuckin hoes and poppin pillies
Man, I feel just like a rockstar (star)
All my brothers got that gas
And they always be smokin like a Rasta (yeah)
Fuckin with me, call up on a Uzi
And show up, name them the shottas
When my homies pull up on your block
They make that thing go gra-ta-ta-ta 

Star, star, rockstar, rockstar, star
Rockstar
Rockstar, feel just like a rock

Rockstar
Rockstar
Rockstar
Feel just like a