Come and go quickly, this rap
Fast food
A bite that hits your full ear
The voice is calorie, the charm is explosive
Malibu in a sweet poofy palm tree
The charms of the pretty ones is attractive
She has a lot of love, I can't understand her one love
The representative of Gangbuk, playboy, pretty young man
Gang-gang with my friend, pang-pang every night
I can't understand my brain
I don't understand the rules of it, so I break everything
Before you start thinking of something new, you're busy looking around
I do whatever I want, and so does my gang
I scream and look at the future me
Take care of everything
Enjoying my job, enjoying today, spraying youth
Drawing the future
Replace it with candy, take it, your spoon
I dig an oyster with my bare hands
Change the spoon that tastes like dirt
I bought a house for hundreds of millions of dollars

Tell me, who dat mother eeigh hating on me
Fuck your dignity, this is a caveman's house
The places I've eaten at, bon appétit
That's why you can't, don't you know what persuassion is?
Go to celebrity, celebrity hell, I'ma be myself
Because of my flowing natural originality
They be hating me, jealousy on their mind
But remember

I’m more for rockstar
Rockstar, rockstar, rockstar
Yeah, I’m more for rockstar
Rockstar, rockstar, rockstar
Yeah, I’m more for rockstar
Rockstar, rockstar, rockstar
Yeah, I’m more for rockstar
Rockstar, rockstar, rockstar

I never play GG
I don't beg, I go through it until it's clear
I don't rub my hands
Bobby, out of common sense
I eat it all alone
Dialing on me every night, they miss me
Misses busy showing love
When you wake up, your girlfriend isn't there
You can't be better than me
I've been drinking a lot excluding weekdays
Then I work hard, alright
You're not even half of my class, when I see you
Everything goes well except for you
It's better to close your eyes
You make your own future
When your song comes out after my stage is over
Get ready to go home
You say you are a victim and he's the perpetrator
You think you're cool, prepare your award speech
I'll give you an award for acting
Reason why y’all homies got your back is
Because of your bank account
Watch out for the back of your head
There seems to be a wind tunnel
Even if I don't kill you, you are ruined and it's your fault

Tell me, who dat mother eeigh hating on me
Fuck your dignity, this is a caveman's house
The places I've eaten at, bon appétit
That's why you can't, don't you know what persuassion is?
Go to celebrity, celebrity hell, I'ma be myself
Because of my flowing natural originality
They be hating me, jealousy on their mind
But remember

I’m more for rockstar
Rockstar, rockstar, rockstar
Yeah, I’m more for rockstar
Rockstar, rockstar, rockstar
Yeah, I’m more for rockstar
Rockstar, rockstar, rockstar
Yeah, I’m more for rockstar
Rockstar, rockstar, rockstar