Double Tae - ReRock

Change quick
Only the snakes do that lame shit
How you pop out in them clothes last night and then walk up in church with the same fit
ReRock
I know some niggas get paid off a kiosk
And I know some niggas make plays in some Reebok
I got em sick, the labels better reach out
We heating up, it's up there when MP out
(Uh)
Change quick
Only the snakes do that lame shit
How you pop out in them clothes last night and then walk up in church with the same fit
ReRock
I know some niggas get paid off a kiosk
And I know some niggas make plays in some Reebok
I got em sick, the labels better reach out
We heating up, it's up there when MP out
(Uh)
It's time to rock out like I play the drum
Shoutout Kobe, pull up, let off 81
Don't forget nigga, we used to pray for crumbs
Top two, I ain't two, Nigga Tae the one
Bad bitch, bet a rack she don't stay to dawn
Or til dusk, in a rush just to make some funds
If I up, imma shoot, I don't play with guns
Fuck her friend, that's the best way to break a bond
2020 had to silence the critics
We want riches, nigga fuck analytics
They show love and they hate, what's the difference
I was spitting probably fore you existed
If you see me in it, bitch it ain't rented
Fish bowling, need to get that bitch tented
Ain't most clouted, guarantee I'm the realest
Ain't no way that Tae ain't next out the city
Change quick
Only the snakes do that lame shit
How you pop out in them clothes last night and then walk up in church with the same fit
ReRock
I know some niggas get paid off a kiosk
And I know some niggas make plays in some Reebok
I got em sick, the labels better reach out
We heating up, it's up there when MP out
(Uh)
Change quick
Only the snakes do that lame shit
How you pop out in them clothes last night and then walk up in church with the same fit
ReRock
I know some niggas get paid off a kiosk
And I know some niggas make plays in some Reebok
I got em sick, the labels better reach out
We heating up, it's up there when MP out
If I bring out them racks, it ain't prop cheese
With the guys on 240 at top speed
Left the jakes in the wind, now we scott free
Passing cars like a probation tox screen
If I fall for a hoe, nigga stop me
Some of the knives in my back didn't shock me
Got a fragrance on me that was not cheap
I'm the goat and it's clear, can you not see, Bitch

Written by:
Deunta Jeffries

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