(Pre-Chorus)
I'm a motherfucking rock star
Bring me my guns
Bring me my wine
Bring me my drugs

(Chorus)
I'm a motherfucking rock star
Bring me my guns
Bring me my wine
Bring me my drugs
Rock star
Bring me my guns
Bring me my wine
Bring me my drugs

(Verse)
Ain't a lot of mercy for the bad ones
I don't give a fuck, as long I had fun
I ain't never making it to heaven
Ain't the way my mama raised my dad's son
Mama ain't gon' never have a grandson
Everybody know you've got to die young
27 Club that's all that I want
27 Club that's all that I want
Yeah I've been flaunting my demons
They took advantage, so I did the equal (uh)
I don't want inflate my ego
But I'm a rock star, yeah bitch, I'm a Beatle (uh)
50 times a day I picture frenching with a sawed-off
Swerving in a Rover, sipping Henny in a four door
Thottie all behind me, acting friendly in the photo
She's after the Euro
I act like I don't know
When the place is left, Im'a have to chase her in a cop car
I'm a motherfucking rock star