ROCKSTAR (PmBata Remix)

Pm!
In that brand new ‘gatti, **** a cop car
Got the club moving like a golf cart
She gone like me when I’m hotter like a Pop Tart
I don’t even try but now I’m a pop star
**** that man you been with, girl, he basic
I can see right through him I got LASIK
Psych, I got these glasses and they Ray Bans
They let me see the future like I’m Raven
If you ain’t want me then
Then you don’t need me now
**** you, I’m off the bench
I’m still in my city
KC represent
I might start popping during the apocalypse
I used to whip on the fifty
Now I buy my baby Fenti
She told me she wanna date girls
Think I might turn her like Timmy
Think I might turn out the lights
Turn up the volume, I’m chilling
Don’t get no ***** online
I do not **** with no Hilly
No Tinder
This the
**********er who been killing ****
West coast from the MO
Putting **** in motion
I been causing mo problems
I been getting mo cents
I just sold my first song
Life ain’t been the same since
I know my team got my back
I know they down, down, down, down
Might get my name on a plaque
Put up the town, town, town, town
I do not **** with no hat
Unless it’s a crown, crown, crown, crown
All of this water around me
Think I might drown, drown, drown, drown
Pm!
In that brand new ‘gatti, **** a cop car
Got the club moving like a golf cart
She gone like me when I’m hotter like a Pop Tart
I don’t even try but now I’m a pop star
**** that man you been with, girl, he basic
I can see right through him I got LASIK
Psych, I got these glasses and they Ray Bans
They let me see the future like I’m Raven
Having visions of top at the top
I decapitate the coup when the drop top drops
I can’t stop
Take my drink on the rocks
Take my cake a la mode
Take my girl out to shop
I don’t need no ****ing watch to know I ain’t got the time for this
Y’all begging for attention, somebody break out the violins
I don’t do babysitting, mother****ers are childish
I’m with the baddest *****es sipping **** on an island
“Why you always saying Pm?”
*****
I am Pm
Putting in work from the a.m. to p.m.
Take em or leave em, I don’t give no ****
Either way that **** go, I’m still getting my cut
Coming out the cut like blood from a vein
Run the game
I ain’t ever been the same, that’s a shame
Since the day I got concussed in my brain
Now I’m tripping so much both my ankles are sprained
Pm!
In that brand new ‘gatti, **** a cop car
Got the club moving like a golf cart
She gone like me when I’m hotter like a Pop Tart
I don’t even try but now I’m a pop star
**** that man you been with, girl, he basic
I can see right through him I got LASIK
Psych, I got these glasses and they Ray Bans
They let me see the future like I’m Raven