Cj lines - Rock out

Listen up
This gonna be the hardest tape
Y'all ever gonna hear
We like to rock out we keep drums and sticks
Choppa go blaw blow we ain't gone run from shit
Lil dude haha and they ain't gone cool em' off
Let off them shot shot shots that's what my goons about
Fuck a package I need the whole load gone
Freeze around my neck I feel like frozone
Double cup with the henney I'm so gone
She gone fuck me that bitch is a hoe hoe
I'm the youngest but feel like the best tho
She gone suck me and kiss on my neck tho
Imma fuck her than onto the next hoe
I hate texting but show me your best tho
Got some diamonds my mom want Rover now
Pull out them racks they think I'm showing off
Put that bag up you know I blow it all
Cheese lean smile I like the way diamonds sit in my mouth
I got that iron it sit on the couch
Chasing that money cheese cheddar
I can't go backwards to sit in a drought
That boy a youngin I'm really the goat
After my show put my dick in her throat
Monclair material it sit on the coat
Yall boys be flexing but really be broke
Y'all boys be talking doing that chit chat
Bitch I really get money my stacks fat
Purple shit I'm smoking on thrax pack
Yeah remember we blowing that gas back
Quala and choppa it blowing that bitch automatic it came with a kickstand
She ain't let me fuck cuz I had nothing now I get money she making my dick bend
I'm feel like a rocket nah I'm on my maverick shit
Still in the field on my madden shit
We like to rock out we keep drums and sticks
Choppa go blaw blow we ain't gone run from shit
Lil dude haha and they ain't gone cool em' off
Let off them shot shot shots that's what my goons about
Fuck a package I need the whole load gone
Freeze around my neck I feel like frozone
Double cup with the henney I'm so gone
She gonna fuck me that bitch is a hoe hoe
I'm the youngest but feel like the best tho
She gone suck me and kiss on my neck tho
Imma fuck her than onto the next hoe
I hate texting but show me your best tho
We like to rock out we keep drums and sticks
Choppa go blaw blow we ain't gone run from shit
Lil dude haha and they ain't gone cool em' off
Let off them shot shot shots that's what my goons about
Fuck a package I need the whole load gone
Freeze around my neck I feel like frozone
Double cup with the henney I'm so gone
She gone fuck me that bitch is a hoe hoe
I hate texting but show me your best tho
Got some diamonds my mom want Rover now
Pull out them racks they think I'm showing off
Put that bag up you know I blow it all
Cheese lean smile I like the way diamonds sit in my mouth
I got that iron it sit on the couch
Chasing that money cheese cheddar
I can't go backwards to sit in a drought
That boy a youngin I'm really the goat
After my show put my dick in her throat
Monclair material it sit on the coat
Y'all boys be flexing but really be broke
Y'all boys be talking doing that chit chat
Bitch I really get money my stacks fat
Purple shit I'm smoking on thrax pack

Written by:
Cayden Deming

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