Rock With Me
When I kick it they all rock with me
Everytime guns blazing can't stop the heat
We pull up Pop bottles
Then pop models
Brody told me let 'em talk they know they can't stop you
I'm On the other side
Robberies & homicides
I'm 10 toes pussy Niggas scared to pick a side
I'm with a few P's
Twin glocks double d's
Look at these
Shit could could lift you off ya feet
They trynna get inside
Can't get involved tho
I was tough to get the bag never show the cash flow
I told em meet me at the top and now I'm all alone
Gotta keep it loaded keep it loaded when I stash the chrome
She like when I drop the top on a rafe
Get a bag spend a bag crush the bezel on the face
Wait
I get her wet when I wrist talk
Rich walk
They don't even know what being rich cost
Lick talk
Fuck it got 'em spinning back they gone have too
Talking bout a block but them Niggas don't Jack you
They indorcing rats let 'em turn you to cat food
Rocky and Riri baby I'm that rude
Boy stop playing they know my shit official
Asking all them questions but my niggas pressing issues
Softer than Scott tissue
Them niggas don't rock with you
Hundreds after hundreds if I keep it a band with you
When I kick it they all rock with me
Everytime guns blazing can't stop the heat
We pull up pop bottles
Then pop models
Pull up pop bottles
Then models
I paper chase
Buss down the face
Cuz my time is money ain't no time to waste
Okay when u kick it they all rock me
Brody told me let 'em talk they can't stop the heat
Everytime guns blazing can't stop the heat
We pull up Pop bottles
Then pop models
Brody told me let 'em talk they know they can't stop you
I'm On the other side
Robberies & homicides
I'm 10 toes pussy Niggas scared to pick a side
I'm with a few P's
Twin glocks double d's
Look at these
Shit could could lift you off ya feet
They trynna get inside
Can't get involved tho
I was tough to get the bag never show the cash flow
I told em meet me at the top and now I'm all alone
Gotta keep it loaded keep it loaded when I stash the chrome
She like when I drop the top on a rafe
Get a bag spend a bag crush the bezel on the face
Wait
I get her wet when I wrist talk
Rich walk
They don't even know what being rich cost
Lick talk
Fuck it got 'em spinning back they gone have too
Talking bout a block but them Niggas don't Jack you
They indorcing rats let 'em turn you to cat food
Rocky and Riri baby I'm that rude
Boy stop playing they know my shit official
Asking all them questions but my niggas pressing issues
Softer than Scott tissue
Them niggas don't rock with you
Hundreds after hundreds if I keep it a band with you
When I kick it they all rock with me
Everytime guns blazing can't stop the heat
We pull up pop bottles
Then pop models
Pull up pop bottles
Then models
I paper chase
Buss down the face
Cuz my time is money ain't no time to waste
Okay when u kick it they all rock me
Brody told me let 'em talk they can't stop the heat
Credits
Writer(s): Jonathan Nunez
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