Rockin It

Rockin' it, rockin' it
Rockin' it

Rock on it, roll
Rockin' it, rockin' it (roll, roll)
Rockin' it, rockin' it
Her body I'm rockin' it
Lean with a rock in it
Rockin' it, rockin' it

Started to poppin shit
Rock on it, roll
I got a 30, I'm poppin it, poppin it, cut the edge off of it
Inside her esophagus
No, I'm not stopping it, no I'm not stopping it
I'ma keep rockin' it

I'm in the hill with a fast car, a nascar
I need some pills, applying the pressure
Okay this shit got real, you not in the field
I got me a bag, some cash, some bills
I couldn't answer the- yeah they need call me later
You find the answer, the questions
I don't really know if I love her or hate her, yeah

I'm slow, two pills, oh, gone
Who knows, love kills
I won't love on this bitch
Yeah I'm bouta bone
I'm never wrong
Rip off a throne

Stop calling my phone, calling my phone (calling my phone)
I'm in my zone, smoking on weed, strong
I'm extravagant, what is happening?
Why I'm rapping this?
She a present, I ain't rappin' it
We fuck off the molly

I got some more in supply, I'm not crashing yet
She sucking my blood, call her Count Dracula
I need me a home, not using Chulli yeah
I thought we was boning, what got into ya?

Remember them days, early in the studio
Remember them days didn't eat portfolio
Remember them days, balling like a kid again
I got many racks, are you kidding me?
See that they envy, they laugh, they pity me
Wonder why nobody makes it really
All of you broke, it's sad that you pity me

Rock on it, roll
Rockin' it, rockin' it (roll, roll)
Rockin' it, rockin' it
Her body I'm rockin' it
Lean with a rock in it
Rockin' it, rockin' it

Started to poppin shit
Rock on it, roll
I got a 30, I'm poppin it, poppin it, cut the edge off of it
Inside her esophagus
No, I'm not stopping it, no I'm not stopping it
I'ma keep rockin' it



Credits
Writer(s): Noah Smith
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