Rock Out

Run it up, add it up, run it up, add it up
Run it up, add it up
Do You Remember The Time(MJ)
When I Was Your Man(Bruno)
Now we not even friends
I should let you know in advance, that you never had a chance
I'm addicted to fashion, just look at the Cartier lens
I'm balling your girl in the stands
I turned into a fan
I'm hot as a oven, but cool as a fan
I be feeling like the man
I'm just following God's Plan
Rain falling quicker than sand
I feel like a rock star how I be playin' with bands
Call me the gingerbread man getting to the bag as fast as I can
She like the way that I dance (yea)
Hop on stage and I rock it (yea)
Open the crowd make a mosh pit (yea)
High in the air stage diving
She a lil foreign ting exotic
After the show I get to rocking
Take her to my PJ go away to the island
Yeah, Rock Out
Rock Out, Rock Out
One Day I'm gone perform at Rolling Loud
Fuck the haters N' just Rock Out
I said Rock Out, Bitch Rock Out

I got to keep goin' I can't stop now
I do this shit to make my family proud
I just want to hear the crowd shout my name out loud(king, king)
Fuck who got next I got now
I heard they like my sound
I'm the king of this shit give me my crown
If you sleeping on me now
Don't try to come around, once I pop out
I had to cut fakes out my picture, they got cropped out
I'm on my feet twenty-four seven I don't know how to clock out
Actions speak louder than words, so quit running yo mouth

With that chirp, chirp
Don't bring yo bitch she gone flirt, flirt
Hop in the whip and you know it go (skrrt, skrrt)
My shooter he shoot like Dirk Nowitzki
Know I keep a blicky (pew, pew)
I'm flying city to city, I put it in my girl friend Fendi
If you talkin' money I got plenty
Make her hit high notes like Whitney (Houston)
Got a bitch she from Texas, She so beautiful N' reckless
I might buy that bitch a necklace
No I'm gone give her a Birkin
Yea I see my opps they be lurking
Hit them with a right hook, left hook(yea)
Now I got that n**** shook

Right hook, Left hook,Right hook, Left hook(yea, yea)
Right hook, Left hook,Right hook, Left hook(yea, yea)
Now he done for the count
He got his lights knocked out, yea I did it first round
Now they know what I'm 'bout
Feel like Muhammad Ali float like a butterfly sting like a bee
Why they be doubting on me, why they be sleeping on me
When they can't compete, I do this shit in my sleep
Now that n**** seeing z's
This is a breeze, I be gliding on the beat
Name a n**** that's hotter than me
I'll wait patiently
Right hook, Left hook (yea),Right hook, Left hook (yea)
Right hook, Left hook (yea)
Right hook, Left hook(yea) Right hook, Left hook (yea, yea)
Big Kami in this bitch
King in this bitch
You already know made another hit
And y'all better go download this shit (ha)



Credits
Writer(s): Khiry Patterson
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