Dt$kii - Rockout (feat. Wsbabyzay)

Yea Im gone rock out, my jeans and my drip they gone pop out
She gonna suck til the brain wanna fall out
Cant cap I gave that boy yeah a mean knockout
Got them bands while i keep me a fitted
Go retarded when I’m bout to hit it
Tell no lies imma switch up the pivot
Miss no shots like a sharpshooter with it
Ballin hard like I’m magic
Killing these niggas like I’m on the mavericks
Getting rackades is automatic
Cant pop shit when u having no static
You niggas cant copy da lingo
Take your head off like Charles dingo
5 In a row like I’m playin bingo
Truck load but not talm bout cinco
If you mad lil nigga then say that
Got the blade to head where yo fade at
Skii the hardest they asking who made that
Can’t fasad don’t care what we making
We gone smack em down like we on raw
Roman reigns when we jump off the bar
You cant step on me nigga to short
You cant drip with me nigga your poor
Guarded up like a mid evil fort
Got the drip u my slip on the court
Had a blick ever since I was 4
When you talk I cant help to ignore
You getting money yea that shit gone blow me
You cant even blow past yo broke homies
I’m a demon thats why y’all gone know me
Ain’t no fronting yo hoe like my trophies
Yea Im gone rock out, my jeans and my drip they gone pop out
She gonna suck til the brain wanna fall out
Cant cap I gave that boy yeah a mean knockout
Got them bands while i keep me a fitted
Go retarded when I’m bout to hit it
Tell no lies imma switch up the pivot
Miss no shots like a sharpshooter with it
Yeah, yeah lets go
Young nigga capped, I see the facade, I see double
Don’t run up on me know that shit gone be trouble
No bitch I wanna fuck I do not cuddle
My teachers were dicking, fuck that nigga toddle
Know I’m at the spot, I tote on this drac
He taking that shit, get shot in his face
No 12 cant catch me I’m doing the race
Shout out to my bro, keep a k, make em land
Try to play me get shot in your back
Stop talking on the net, that shit be cap
Shout out to my bro, Imma fire Josh Sap
Yeah, yeah
Intercepting your pack real double O 6
Y’all niggas real soft bitch I came out the bricks
Real solid so I can not fuck with a snitch
You niggas so gay hop off a nigga dick
These groupies ain’t friendly, that’s no to me
Really fuck y’all niggas ain’t cool with me bitch
Yea Im gone rock out, my jeans and my drip they gone pop out
She gonna suck til the brain wanna fall out
Cant cap I gave that boy yeah a mean knockout
Got them bands while i keep me a fitted
Go retarded when I’m bout to hit it
Tell no lies imma switch up the pivot
Miss no shots like a sharpshooter with it

Written by:
Isaiah Smith, Kaya Drakeford

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