ReRock Lyrics

Change quick

Only the snakes do that lame shit

How you pop out in them clothes last night and then walk up in church with the same fit

ReRock

I know some niggas get paid off a kiosk

And I know some niggas make plays in some Reebok

I got em sick, the labels better reach out

We heating up, it's up there when MP out

(Uh)

Change quick

Only the snakes do that lame shit

How you pop out in them clothes last night and then walk up in church with the same fit

ReRock

I know some niggas get paid off a kiosk

And I know some niggas make plays in some Reebok

I got em sick, the labels better reach out

We heating up, it's up there when MP out

(Uh)

It's time to rock out like I play the drum

Shoutout Kobe, pull up, let off 81

Don't forget nigga, we used to pray for crumbs

Top two, I ain't two, Nigga Tae the one

Bad bitch, bet a rack she don't stay to dawn

Or til dusk, in a rush just to make some funds

If I up, imma shoot, I don't play with guns

Fuck her friend, that's the best way to break a bond

2020 had to silence the critics

We want riches, nigga fuck analytics

They show love and they hate, what's the difference

I was spitting probably fore you existed

If you see me in it, bitch it ain't rented

Fish bowling, need to get that bitch tented

Ain't most clouted, guarantee I'm the realest

Ain't no way that Tae ain't next out the city

Change quick

Only the snakes do that lame shit

How you pop out in them clothes last night and then walk up in church with the same fit

ReRock

I know some niggas get paid off a kiosk

And I know some niggas make plays in some Reebok

I got em sick, the labels better reach out

We heating up, it's up there when MP out

(Uh)

Change quick

Only the snakes do that lame shit

How you pop out in them clothes last night and then walk up in church with the same fit

ReRock

I know some niggas get paid off a kiosk

And I know some niggas make plays in some Reebok

I got em sick, the labels better reach out

We heating up, it's up there when MP out

If I bring out them racks, it ain't prop cheese

With the guys on 240 at top speed

Left the jakes in the wind, now we scott free

Passing cars like a probation tox screen

If I fall for a hoe, nigga stop me

Some of the knives in my back didn't shock me

Got a fragrance on me that was not cheap

I'm the goat and it's clear, can you not see, Bitch