Rotate
Homeboy, who got the swishers?
You know I'm rolling
Hey!
Rotate, rotate now
Rotate, rotate now
Rotate, rotate now
My turn, Ima make y'all wait now
Rotate, rotate now
Rotate, rotate now
Rotate, rotate now
Just vibe, lemme give y'all the breakdown
Pass me the baton
Let me run it, boy in first place now
Dropped the first tape on my birthday
Blew em away, and I'm out to get the cake now
No pseudo, you should give me kudos
Float with the crew, but don't let it canoe tho
Wanna battle me? You can write your own tombstone
I'll match you, then beat you like Cuzco
On to the next one, pass it to the left, to the left
You should know the rules, I ain't tryna be a ref
Ha, this shit loud, it might even make you deaf
Let me invite some hoes, nigga hold your damn breath
Ha, tell me who the best, it ain't a shock right?
All me, 6:30, yeah I'm clockwise
Move along, let it move along
If you think that I ain't coming for the crown, then you're wrong
Rotate, rotate now
Rotate, rotate now
Rotate, rotate now
Don't hate now, time to celebrate now
Rotate, rotate now
Rotate, rotate now
Rotate, rotate now
(Yo hold up, I gotta get this)
Baby girl come through, and smoke with the squad
Bring your girlfriends too, leave my boys all a broad
And later on low key, we can leave all alone
You know what's going down when we get home
You know it's going down when we get home
And if not, just, just
Rotate, rotate now
Chug a jack and lemonade, feeling great now
Add a J to the equation, now I'm faded
I'm on fire dawg, lemme demonstrate it
It ain't complicated, my flow is sick and we just getting medicated
I can't see, we just clouded my surroundings
One more will leave a motherfucker lounging, who the fuck is counting
I feel astounding, thank you for asking
Blunt everlasting, I may never pass it
Girl we could trade, you just gotta give me access
Now I got her rotating on my axis
Roll up, rise up, repeat
Hol' up, high's up, retreat
Blow tree, no seeds no stems
And if you're losing yo high, then smoke again, hey
Breathe in, breathe out
Breathe in, breathe out
Puff puff pass, you should know it by now
If a nigga get greedy, he gon get knocked out
Rotate, rotate now
Rotate, rotate now
Rotate, rotate now
Don't hate now, time to celebrate now
Rotate, rotate now
Rotate, rotate now
Rotate, rotate now
Just vibe, I just gave y'all the breakdown
Rotate, rotate now
Uh uh uh, uh uh, uh
Rotate, rotate now
Rotate, rotate now
Rotate, rotate now
Rotate, rotate now
Rotate, rotate now
Rotate, rotate now
You know I'm rolling
Hey!
Rotate, rotate now
Rotate, rotate now
Rotate, rotate now
My turn, Ima make y'all wait now
Rotate, rotate now
Rotate, rotate now
Rotate, rotate now
Just vibe, lemme give y'all the breakdown
Pass me the baton
Let me run it, boy in first place now
Dropped the first tape on my birthday
Blew em away, and I'm out to get the cake now
No pseudo, you should give me kudos
Float with the crew, but don't let it canoe tho
Wanna battle me? You can write your own tombstone
I'll match you, then beat you like Cuzco
On to the next one, pass it to the left, to the left
You should know the rules, I ain't tryna be a ref
Ha, this shit loud, it might even make you deaf
Let me invite some hoes, nigga hold your damn breath
Ha, tell me who the best, it ain't a shock right?
All me, 6:30, yeah I'm clockwise
Move along, let it move along
If you think that I ain't coming for the crown, then you're wrong
Rotate, rotate now
Rotate, rotate now
Rotate, rotate now
Don't hate now, time to celebrate now
Rotate, rotate now
Rotate, rotate now
Rotate, rotate now
(Yo hold up, I gotta get this)
Baby girl come through, and smoke with the squad
Bring your girlfriends too, leave my boys all a broad
And later on low key, we can leave all alone
You know what's going down when we get home
You know it's going down when we get home
And if not, just, just
Rotate, rotate now
Chug a jack and lemonade, feeling great now
Add a J to the equation, now I'm faded
I'm on fire dawg, lemme demonstrate it
It ain't complicated, my flow is sick and we just getting medicated
I can't see, we just clouded my surroundings
One more will leave a motherfucker lounging, who the fuck is counting
I feel astounding, thank you for asking
Blunt everlasting, I may never pass it
Girl we could trade, you just gotta give me access
Now I got her rotating on my axis
Roll up, rise up, repeat
Hol' up, high's up, retreat
Blow tree, no seeds no stems
And if you're losing yo high, then smoke again, hey
Breathe in, breathe out
Breathe in, breathe out
Puff puff pass, you should know it by now
If a nigga get greedy, he gon get knocked out
Rotate, rotate now
Rotate, rotate now
Rotate, rotate now
Don't hate now, time to celebrate now
Rotate, rotate now
Rotate, rotate now
Rotate, rotate now
Just vibe, I just gave y'all the breakdown
Rotate, rotate now
Uh uh uh, uh uh, uh
Rotate, rotate now
Rotate, rotate now
Rotate, rotate now
Rotate, rotate now
Rotate, rotate now
Rotate, rotate now
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Writer(s): Diego Gonzalez
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