Rock Out (feat. Lil Durk & YTB Fatt)

Ugh, yeah, yeah

Go, go

****

Let's get it, yeah

Yeah

Yeah

Yeah

Oh my God, Ronny

Man, what?

Rock out with that chop stick

Say they want some smoke

Got whole pounds of this 'za shit (Pressure)

Lil' bro on some spin the block shit (Brrt)

Out the window with that broomstick

Then hop out with that mob stick

Doom, doom, doom, doom

Come out the house, this ain't no knock, bitch

No knock, bitch

Loafin' with that thot ho, done got his top peeled

Pull up with a COVID mask on like I got sick

Boy, stop all them killing stories, you ain't shot shit

Come out right now

Three hundred fighters outside right now, rest of them down the street

Rock out with that chop stick, fuck shit up, **** ain't cut like we

Mayback truck in the trenches, they don't know who it is

****, don't shoot, it's me

Who the fuck Bagg gave two hundred-something thousand with four chains? ****, that's me

**** better watch who they post up with

**** better watch who they hanging with

**** better watch who they slanging with

Nine times outta ten, **** really a snitch

Bagg just called my phone, 30 said, "Where you at?" On the way

Let me put up this switch

Fox and 'em ready to do it, I just put a pack of gumbo on top of his shit

****

I don't care how you do it, but get on it

Right now, right now

Whatever it take, bake a cake, sic a bitch on him (Go)

It cost to go to war, you know that, don't it? (Huh?)

You lil' **** ain't got no money to beef with me, go get yo' big homie (****)

Fox is walkin' your ass down with that chopstick (Grr)

'Bout to pull up on your block, lettin' that chop' hit (Ha, ha)

Just 'cause the pressure on, lil' ****, don't mean you side switch (Shake)

Or I'm just built different 'cause I'm goin' out who I came with (The gang, go)

Rock out with that chopstick (Chopstick)

Say they want some smoke, got whole pounds of this 'za shit (Pressure)

Lil' bro on some "Spin the block" shit (Brrt)

At the window with that broomstick

Then hop out with that mop stick

Doom, doom, doom, doom

Come out the house, this ain't no knock, bitch

No knock, bitch

Loafin' with that thot ho done got his top peeled (Bagg)

Pull up with a COVID mask on like I got sick (Sick)

Boy, stop all them killin' stories

You ain't shot shit

Man, copycat, you doing that thing I do 'cause you a fan of me

In the 'Raq, one opp passed out the car, I call him New Year's Eve

Shorty get on my nerve, he think he Irv, he think he Murder Inc

I was in the trenches, I wash my shirt inside the kitchen sink

You a copycat, you do everything I do, let me see sumn'

Your baby momma think you a killer, but on the block, you ain't nothin'

I done fucked my eye up, took some months off, dude, he sub'n

Lucky, I ain't on the net 'cause I would have trolled then would have got rubbed in

I continue whenever I want, you know the trenches turn me up

See that's bro, but MoneyBagg Yo the first who gave me runtz

I be turnin' beats down, guarantee you hear this cup

See that choppa got that glock sound and I know you ain't gettin' up

Brrt, ah

Let's get it