Lyrics R0CK 0U7 - Maxant

Let em' in
Okay let's go
Yea aye
Okay let's go

I rock out at all my shows
I rock out when I'm in all my whips and I got poles
Aye yea like totem pole
I feel like Tekashi
I feel like Trippie
Don't even know where I wanna go

I'm going home and I gotta roam I feel like a nome
And I'm outside and I'm on yo home
I'm knocking on doors I'm tryna get in

She wanna spin but don't wanna spin Benz
I'm tryna get it like Ben 10
I gotta get it I'm on her wrist
When I touch that baby I turn to a hero
Don't even know but I'm flipping this money
I go on boats like Robert De Niro
Yea I'm tryna get out
I'm all in the field I feel like a scare crow

Yea and my nigga just came back from St. Louis
Yea I feel like I'm Vladimir no I'm not talking bout Putin Yea
And I get up in this bitch like everyday
I gotta get it I told you
When I rip this bitch it feel like a bey blade

And she wanna take it
Don't even know but I feel like I made it
I'm tryna go my nigga was-sup these niggas be faking
Yea wait uh
I just jumped outta the matrix
I just jumped out
I'm tryna stop
But don't know how I'll take it

Face it
I face blunts when I wake up don't even know but I'm up though
Yea she wanna get cut throat when I fuck this bitch in her throat
Woah
She wanna go it's cold outside get a coat
Woah
She in the water I told her be steady and row

Yea we finna grow like everyday I'm tryna get all this cash
Wake up and get bags
Wake up and get flashed bang yea
Feel like call of duty and bring in the brain
Yea just bring in the brain like pinky I don't even know but I fucked
Her

Yea these bitches they funny I feel like Jackie Chan wanna ball like
Christ tucker
All of these bitches they wanna ball out
I got basketball like Rutgers
Yea she wanna fuck
I told her I'm a mother fucker
Yea I fuck her uh
Then I fuck her mother

I'm out in London aye
I gotta get it I feel like it's fun man
She wanna get it
Like Rob Vangundy I give her the bunt man yea

And if I take it shit I'm sorry but
I gotta get this money and if I'm not early I'm tardy aye

I gotta wake up
I gotta flame up I gotta face up
Wait put on a razor give me a face cut
That's a buck fifty
I remember when I was in jail
But don't even know where he scooped me
Nah I wasn't in jail but all of these prisms they rule me
Yea my mind is a Rubix

Yea it's just lost
Yea it's just gone
Yea Loco motive
Yea Steam em and go
Wait you a hoe
I'm finna rock out at shows
Like I told you

At my shows I rock out
I rock out I got all my cocks out
Yea aye box out
I get rebounds this shit like a lock out
And I'm finna rock out
I got sauce I got drop this the drop house
Yea aye
And I get gone I smoke gas everyday like cheeks and chongs
Yea yea