
ROCK ft. YGC Lyrics
- Genre:Hip Hop & Rap
- Year of Release:2024
Lyrics
Why the fuck you stepping on my whitey's Don't mean to brag, but he stepping on my Nike's
Hop in the club, I got these racks all around me
We hype the crowd, and you know that I got YGC
I just wanna rock, I just wanna rock, everybody rock, everybody rock
I just wanna rock, I just wanna rock, everybody rock, everybody rock
I just wanna rock, I just wanna rock, everybody rock, everybody rock
I just wanna rock, I just wanna rock, everybody rock, I want wanna rock
Hop in the booth, I hop on the mic, I'm making the hit, my feelings produce
I'm sick in the head, and mad in the stomach, the niggas at my hood, they know my screw loose
I just wanna rock, I just wanna rock, I just wanna rock
The feeling is crazy when I hop on the mic, I just wanna rock, I just wanna rock
I'm shoving my talent and all of my skills, this shit be raw, this shit be raw
Cause you cannot stop me, my nigger I'm this way, I just wanna rock, I just wanna rock
And I cannot stop till I feel like Bruce Wayne, I cannot stop, I cannot stop
Why the fuck you stepping on my whitey's Don't mean to brag, but he be stepping on my Nike's
Hop in the club, I got these racks all around We hype the crowd, and you know that I got YGC
I just wanna rock, I just wanna rock, everybody rock, everybody rock
I just wanna rock, I just wanna rock, everybody rock, everybody rock
I just wanna rock, I just wanna rock, everybody rock, everybody rock
I just wanna rock, I just wanna rock, everybody rock, I just wanna rock
Man I'm the rock, hop in the rocket, straight from the mud, hop in the rocket
Popin' them clothes, yeah I mix with the monster, Drifting faster, more than Toretto
Nami ngifu' imali, counting the racks,cubin links now, swerving on water
Got my M4 four, riding the Jetskie, I don't chase hoes, I got Madibas
Got my boy, na, na, ba, after that I feel better, I'm cool, gotta stop that nigger, whoa, nigga, I'm fucked up, lost my shoe
Stop touching my pocket, whoa, racks so tall, can't even walk
Fuck that girl from Egypt, whoa, gotta sip the lean I rock
Why the fuck you stepping on my whitey's Don't mean to brag, but he be stepping on my Nike's
Hop in the club, I got these racks all around We hype the crowd, and you know that I got YGC
I just wanna rock, I just wanna rock, everybody rock, everybody rock
I just wanna rock, I just wanna rock, everybody rock, everybody rock
I just wanna rock, I just wanna rock, everybody rock, everybody rock
I just wanna rock, I just wanna rock, everybody rock, I just wanna rock