Chorus: Yrb54
Rockstar status
I be causing havoc
Im like royalty I’m sipping Henny out a chalice
Got a Brand new rocket
No keys push to start it
They tryna ride my wave but the kid already departed

I’m on rockstar status
My bitch is the baddest
And when shawty throw it back her ass is like two planets
Drank until I’m wasted
Puff until I’m faded
Everyday we lit there ain’t a day that I feel jaded

Verse 1: Yrb54
Started from nothing
Recorded in the basement
Now I got connections with people who rich and famous
I got labels wanna sign me
But my fee is gonna be pricey
Type of money for my deals could get a Richard Millie icey

I be ballin like Miami when I’m rapping got the heat on me
A lot serpents in this world but my bros keep it real with me
If you talking crazy suck my dick your bitch is feeling me
Feel like Maroon 5 cuz one more night your bitch is stealing me

Life was hard at first I thought I’d never be this far
Since I was a kid reaching for the stars now I’m a star
N***as think they Tiger Woods but no we ain’t on par
Thot bitches wanna stick to me like jelly out a jar

Guess these are the perks of living like a rockstar
Sipping on the Tech got me feeling like I’m on Mars
When it comes to rapping throw it down like judo
If a peon finna try me pull his card like Uno

Chorus: Yrb54
Rockstar Status
I be causing havoc
Im like royalty I’m sipping Henny out a chalice
Got a Brand new rocket
No keys push to start it
They tryna ride my wave but the kid already departed

I’m on rockstar status
My bitch is the baddest
And when shawty throw it back her ass is like two planets
Drank until I’m wasted
Puff until I’m faded
Everyday we lit there ain’t a day that I feel jaded

Verse 2: Rick Fingers
Rockstar status
Started from the bottom now I'm kickin down the ladder
Up in this bitch n I feel like a bladder
Lil stay ten toes geeked up on Saturn
Thit that thot slut bitch don't matter
Lil drip leave her wetter
I got yo bitch and she hot with the setup
Lil hop in shuttle lil tap that lil bitch she a dog need a muzzle
Fuck her then kick her out show her no loyalty cannot be cuddeling
Lil hop outta space if I'm closing my eyes I start seeing a wraith
Rappers they be actin for the grammies
Started from the bottom started goin hard
Lil thotie finna pop it like a pop tart
Lookin at my trolly it be full of narcs
Havin all the drip im finna flow like shark
Wrappin all these rappers they can call me puff adder
All ma n***as ride for the worse and the better
Never turned to rats so we finally got the chedder
Mac with an axe gotta chop off the brain
Pussy n***a pissy gotta stay with a stain
Blunts at the back of the bus and the plane
Plain rockstar status status
Keep all my shit on the low like a mat
Wrappin these rappers ain talkin bawt grams
Kick it with pros I can't fuck with the ams
Spreadin the sauce n the drip just like jam
Whippin these babies I'm pushin the weight n it feel like I'm pushin a pram
Wrappin the rappers at lunch ain't no 8 ball I'm wrappin these rappers like grams
Up in this bitch I be close to the clit and these bitches they knowin I'm Fingers
Lil finger yo thotty if Fingers pull up then your thotie be single
Ain got no time to be mingling stackin my money like pringles
And I ain't got no Glock on my hip
If you dissin we see about shit (Fingers)

Chorus: Yrb54
Rockstar Status
I be causing havoc
Im like royalty I’m sipping Henny out a chalice
Got a Brand new rocket
No keys push to start it
They tryna ride my wave but the kid already departed

I’m on rockstar status
My bitch is the baddest
And when shawty throw it back her ass is like two planets
Drank until I’m wasted
Puff until I’m faded
Everyday we lit there ain’t a day that I feel jaded