"Rock Out!" lyrics
Walk in with my tool
Walk out with my tool
Walk out with some loot because I rocked out with my tool
No worry 'bout you, I play with the cash like peekaboo
Blowing that lil' torch like a flute
Lil' arrogant nigga, boy, I'm a fool
Yo, Dist, light this shit up, bro
I'ma rock out with my tool, yeah
I'ma rock out with my tool, yeah
Walk out with some loot because I rocked out with my tool
Hit me a lil' stain
These lil' niggas, they lame
No, we not the same
Up with that choppa, that bitch got range
Send that nigga to Hell like Kane
Lil' boy sing like Kurt Cobain
He out sad, well dang
Shine like diamonds, Johnny Dang
And, yeah, she hate when I switch lanes
Well, lil' bitch, I gotta get cake
Bang that ho like Blake
You gon' meet yo fate
You gon' get erased
She gon' get replaced
Just tell me the date
Promise I'll make something shake
Baby, I promise I won't be late
Hop in the coupe, skrrt off, let's race
Your ho, she said she like how I taste
I'm off these meds, and my mind racing
Give you a hell of a night
It's gonna be alright
Faygo take flight
Dumb lil' boy, don't try
Dumb lil' boy get slashed
Lil' Faygo, I'm on yo ass
Put that lil' nigga up in the grass
Give a lil' nigga the beats like Taz
To be honest, you're looking like cash
Yeah, I kind of wanted to meet her
Faygo too hot, he way off the meter
Balling, too arrogant, don't want your feature
I blow up like Creeper
Smoking on gas, Wiz Khalifa
Smoking on gas, good reefer
Bony lil' thot, I don't need ya
Put a lil' pot on a heater
For her Chanel, she had a seizure
You hard to get but I know you a eater
Drop down on yo ex nigga with a nina
Walk in with my tool
Walk out with my tool
Walk out with some loot because I rocked out with my tool
No worry 'bout you, I play with the cash like peekaboo
Blowing that lil' torch like a flute
Lil' arrogant nigga, boy, I'm a fool
Hit me a lil' stain
These lil' niggas, they lame
No, we not the same
Up with that choppa, that bitch got range
Send that nigga to Hell like Kane
Lil' boy sing like Kurt Cobain
He out sad, well dang
Shine like diamonds, Johnny Dang
And, yeah, she hate when I switch lanes
Well, lil' bitch, I gotta get cake
Walk out with my tool
Walk out with some loot because I rocked out with my tool
No worry 'bout you, I play with the cash like peekaboo
Blowing that lil' torch like a flute
Lil' arrogant nigga, boy, I'm a fool
Yo, Dist, light this shit up, bro
I'ma rock out with my tool, yeah
I'ma rock out with my tool, yeah
Walk out with some loot because I rocked out with my tool
Hit me a lil' stain
These lil' niggas, they lame
No, we not the same
Up with that choppa, that bitch got range
Send that nigga to Hell like Kane
Lil' boy sing like Kurt Cobain
He out sad, well dang
Shine like diamonds, Johnny Dang
And, yeah, she hate when I switch lanes
Well, lil' bitch, I gotta get cake
Bang that ho like Blake
You gon' meet yo fate
You gon' get erased
She gon' get replaced
Just tell me the date
Promise I'll make something shake
Baby, I promise I won't be late
Hop in the coupe, skrrt off, let's race
Your ho, she said she like how I taste
I'm off these meds, and my mind racing
Give you a hell of a night
It's gonna be alright
Faygo take flight
Dumb lil' boy, don't try
Dumb lil' boy get slashed
Lil' Faygo, I'm on yo ass
Put that lil' nigga up in the grass
Give a lil' nigga the beats like Taz
To be honest, you're looking like cash
Yeah, I kind of wanted to meet her
Faygo too hot, he way off the meter
Balling, too arrogant, don't want your feature
I blow up like Creeper
Smoking on gas, Wiz Khalifa
Smoking on gas, good reefer
Bony lil' thot, I don't need ya
Put a lil' pot on a heater
For her Chanel, she had a seizure
You hard to get but I know you a eater
Drop down on yo ex nigga with a nina
Walk in with my tool
Walk out with my tool
Walk out with some loot because I rocked out with my tool
No worry 'bout you, I play with the cash like peekaboo
Blowing that lil' torch like a flute
Lil' arrogant nigga, boy, I'm a fool
Hit me a lil' stain
These lil' niggas, they lame
No, we not the same
Up with that choppa, that bitch got range
Send that nigga to Hell like Kane
Lil' boy sing like Kurt Cobain
He out sad, well dang
Shine like diamonds, Johnny Dang
And, yeah, she hate when I switch lanes
Well, lil' bitch, I gotta get cake
