作词 : Vincent Jacovelli

作曲 : Vincent Jacovelli

[I know what you're thinking

Did you find what you're looking for

What the hell is going on down there]

Baby come rock with the mother-fuxking gang

Pull up beat the drop PUll up pull up in the range

All about the guap got a little bit of change

Never gonna stop get the **** out my way

Baby come rock with the mother-fuxking gang

Pull up in the drop or I'll pull up in the range

All about the guap got a little bit of change

Never gonna stop get the **** out my way

Yeah

Pull up in the whip

I got the new drop their boys

Everybody know we dread it like my crew lost their boys

But you know they gotta claim

They got a few glocks a'cause

Like they Tupac Shakur

Fuxking boombap you're gone

Yeah the boys stay vigilant

Like grass，he stay flippant

Like a landscaping immigrant raps could break ligaments

Fags ain't equivalent what a fuxking predicament

The flow stays dirty as rivers in Flint Michigan

Diamond in the rough chasing commas and a buck

Make'em silent when I'm rhyming，give them time to adjust

When you mobbing with the hosttest，ain't nobody you can trust

They decline it plus they wilding from the violence I discuss

Few can step into my booth

See the blood on the walls

You now fuxking with a boss getting money involved

These haters need a deep breath of a running exhaust

So rhymes cold motherfuxker mics covered in frost

Baby come rock with the mother-fuxking gang

Pull up in the drop or I'll pull up in the range

All about the guap got a little bit of change

Never gonna stop get the **** out my way

Baby come rock with the mother-fuxking gang

Pull up in the drop or I'll pull up in the range

All about the guap got a little bit of change

Never gonna stop get the **** out my way

Uh

You now rocking with the most profound

And I'm a vulture

Fuxking with the dopest sounds up in the culture

Try to tell me tone it down

But I'm a roast ya

Fuxking turn the vocals loud

And let me toast them

Dripping in my images in tag

Fuxk a business，get the digits till my clique is on the map

Just admit that it's a given

Kid ambitions what you lack

Boy you tripping when I spit I'm flipping critics on their backs

If I need it，I get it

I give my team all the credits

Want the green and the debit

It's not a dream it's a fetish

Your whole scheme is pathetic

We get the cream and you jealous

I fuxking scream it and yell it

We get the cream and you jealous

Yeah we get it while you tripping

Ain't no reason we pretend

Said my team was never timid

About how frequently we spend

So we flip a middle finger to the people we offend

Cause thet only gonna admit it when they see me as the best

Baby come rock with the mother-fuxking gang

Pull up in the drop or I'll pull up in the range

All about the guap got a little bit of change

Never gonna stop get the **** out my way

Baby come rock with the mother-fuxking gang

Pull up in the drop or I'll pull up in the range

All about the guap got a little bit of change

Never gonna stop get the **** out my way