Rock Out Lyrics

Mob ties in this stu dummy

Never Lacking

Forever reppin'

P.M.E

That's how we moving

Yeah

Round my hittas in this bih

Keep that blick tucked

Camera action flashing out

Whole crew flicked up

Talking crazy knowing damn well

You ain't bullet prone

Set a goofy up

I'm all up in my boo phone

All up in my section

Hittas 'round me step for me

Wonder how his hittas loyal

Can't give up dat recipe

Dealing smoke and gave 'em cancer

Yeah that's that nicotine

Hitta's hate me and I don't know why

I thought that I was they masterpiece

Love the hate they follow cretins

Yeah they never leading

Wanna follow blind

Never cared 'bout a like or follow

The real ah come they'll be my kind

Rock with me while I sell out shows Take a guess man this off the dome

Blessed for real

Man I'm coming home

When I blow coming for the throne

Superstitious smoke no swishers Looking out I'm ducking low

Tryna copy it ain't working

Versatile these different flows

Monkey see what what monkey do

Bless your soul you been a fool

Really hope you prayed to

God

Lil buddy 'cause your payments due

Performing at your bm's house

She said dre you really sexy

You know it baby 'cause I'm dark skin Surprised a shorty ever up and left me

Don't text my phone

I'm out here wildin'

Need nobody watching testing

I want it bad I'm never chillin

Comp is good these beats I'm killing

Wishing up upon a star

Wishing I was timmy turner

Round my hittas pass the oop

23 I love my burner

Sit down while I teach a lesson

You a flunky you a learner

Hitta tried to hit my phone

Begging homie please return her

All up in my section

Hittas 'round me step for me

Wonder how his hittas loyal

Can't give up dat recipe

Dealing smoke and gave 'em cancer

Yeah that's that nicotine

Hitta's hate me and I don't know why

I thought that I was they masterpiece

Love the hate they follow cretins

Yeah they never leading

Wanna follow blind

Never cared 'bout a like or follow

The real ah come they'll be my kind

Rock with me while I sell out shows Take a guess man this off the dome

Blessed for real

Man I'm coming home

When I blow coming for the throne

I got my evil twin right next to me

I call her jasmine

You know she sexy and she real hood Why she mess with has-beens

Quiet hitta I don't talk much

But my words be lasting

They smile up in my face they think They got me I'm just masking

Saying who the toughest step it up Don't care for beef

Try to play me 'cause I'm young

Shoutout hittas like the chief

Moving solo wanna try

Shout out jay I got the keys

Rapping boy this stuff real easy Showed you how it's been a breeze