Miley Cyrus (Explicit)

(I'm in this ***** with Clayco)

Yeah

I'm in this ***** working and it's late night

Early morning, gotta catch my flight

Badass ***** told me I don't play nice

And I'm like,"Damn, ho, you might be right"

I'm rocking waxed denims and they tight

Yeah, I keep some racks in 'em real nice

Yeah, me and my ***** eat sushi and rice

Yeah, he a lil' ***** nigga, call him dyke

Yeah, this a money fight, nigga, spend that **** on sight

I'm rocking hightop YSL designer

They like,"What's that smell?" Young nigga, exotic

And I like that shit, young nigga, I bought it

And I like that *****, might buy her

And I stack it up, count it up, thinking 'bout diamonds

Oh, you high? Well, lil' *****, I get higher

Yeah, think you fly, well, lil' nigga, I'm flyer

And these hoes know my name like that ***** on a flyer

X, roll like a tire

Bad ***** **** me 'til she tired

Damn, he not having racks, he a liar

I'm a young boss and these **** niggas fired

Yeah, all-black fit, that's the perfect attire

I'm in a Rick Owens fit while I'm swerving these tires

Like I'm straight out of hell, a young nigga on fire

Real young nigga, I'm if lying, I'm flying

Damn, ain't no way I'm even trying

Doors go up, but I'm not suicidal (No)

(Yeah, yeah, doors)

Rockstar life, nigga, Miley Cyrus

Yeah, Miley Cyrus (Yeah)

I'm in this ***** working and it's late night

Early morning, gotta catch my flight

Badass ***** told me I don't play nice

And I'm like,"Damn, ho, you might be right"

I'm rocking waxed denims and they tight

Yeah, I keep some racks in 'em real nice

Yeah, me and my ***** eat sushi and rice

Yeah, he a lil' ***** nigga, call him dyke

Rockstar life, nigga, Miley Cyrus

I keep it cool, nigga, like an island

I'm rocking earftones, nigga, sandman

I bust one jugg, nigga, ten bands

Looking for my heart, baby, like the Tin Man

I'm smoking **** while I watch the sunset

Overseas drip, nigga, PPFM

"This **** turnt, nigga", that's what she said

"This **** lit, nigga", that's what she said

Yeah, I'm smoking exotic while this bit' give me head

Yeah, my brother, he bleed red

Yeah, I ain't got no time to talk to these folks 'cause I'm chasing this bread

Yeah, and it ain’t take time to get this fly, lil' *****, we been fresh

Man, I **** on that *****, call her best friend

I'm in this ***** working and it's late night

Early morning, gotta catch my flight

Badass ***** told me I don't play nice

And I'm like,"Damn, ho, you might be right"

I'm rocking waxed denims and they tight

Yeah, I keep some racks in 'em real nice

Yeah, me and my ***** eat sushi and rice

Yeah, he a lil' ***** nigga, call him dyke

He a lil' ***** nigga, call him dyke, dawg, oh yeah

Rockstar life, Miley Cyrus

Yeah

(I'm in this ***** with Clayco)