(Rockstar)
(Ma-mama-ma)
Mama said my first word was Iggy, that's silly
Somehow I'm really a self made rock and roll star like Ziggy
No biggie, how'd I get this jiggy?
Ever since my first ciggie got litty, no kidding
Been smokin' like Jimmy
Friends with celebrities, no really
I just got a text from Billie Eilish
Watch me pave the way, got mileage
Didn't hear it coming, move in silent
Recoup the contract, now I'm feeling Irish
Independent state, like the fourth of July
Cue the sirens, now it's my time, no sidekick, I win
Do it on my own, no stylist
Timing couldn't be better, I'm smiling
Now my vision's clear, like a diamond, look into my iris
You can see my truth, got nothing to prove
I already got a hit or two, ooh, I can't lose
Switch my style, but I keep my point of view
And I'm cute, wink, smooch
Turn to camera, little smile, point and shoot (ah-ah)
This shit feels like I'm 'bout to turn heel
Now my bank account is looking surreal
Jesse James back on the run
Hit the fadeaway and-one
(Jesse James back on the run, hit the fadeaway and-one)
(Ma-mama-ma)
Mama said my first word was Iggy, that's silly
Somehow I'm really a self made rock and roll star like Ziggy
No biggie, how'd I get this jiggy?
Ever since my first ciggie got litty, no kidding
Been smokin' like Jimmy
Friends with celebrities, no really
I just got a text from Billie
(It's Jesse, baby)
