Rockout Lyrics
- Genre:Hip Hop & Rap
- Year of Release:2022
Lyrics
Riding with the top down, rock out with my Glock out
We ain't no custodians but we gon bring the mops out
Speak up, you get talked down, make me spin the block out
I'm a young boy never broke again because I'm hot now
Riding with the top down, rock out with my Glock out
We ain't no custodians but we gon bring the mops out
Speak up, you get talked down, make me spin the block out
I'm a young boy never broke again because I'm hot now
Can't speak on the hot shit, close your mouth, better watch it
Red shoes, no sock bitch, water way that my watch hit
Magazine, no Glock clip, that finger itching, might pop it
That red light saying stop it, feeling hot like I'm from the tropics, oh yeah
Take your chance, when you shoot your shot imma block it, oh yeah
Baguettes on my chain straight out the faucet, oh yeah
Think my choppa gay cause it's coming out the closet, oh yeah
All gas, no brakes, imma do a two-spin in the mosh pit, oh yeah
She gon say I love you in the missionary
Put on Gucci glasses, I'm a visionary
She gon love the wood just like it's under Carrie
Leave her looking in the mirror like I'm Bloody Mary
Riding with the top down, rock out with my Glock out
We ain't no custodians but we gon bring the mops out
Speak up, you get talked down, make me spin the block out
I'm a young boy never broke again because I'm hot now
Riding with the top down, rock out with my Glock out
We ain't no custodians but we gon bring the mops out
Speak up, you get talked down, make me spin the block out
I'm a young boy never broke again because I'm hot now
Never hit the missionary, I can't show my face
I learned that from my bro a long time ago, he caught the case
My back gon be in pain the way I carry all the weight
The ice look like a blizzard like we back in '88
Sipping on the goose, I'm wearing grey so I can match it
Bitch, the way we strike they may as well just call us matches
They gon call me Steve the way I'm ballin like a Maverick
Deadly with the last shot like LeBron against the Magic
She gon say I love you in the missionary
Put on Gucci glasses, I'm a visionary
She gon love the wood just like it's under Carrie
Leave her looking in the mirror like I'm Bloody Mary