[Lyric] Rock Out (2Win)

[Intro]
Ayy, let that shit ride [?]
In this bitch, sore throat and everything
We're still gon' do it though, fuck it
Turn me up AJ

[Verse 1]
So they like it when I start poppin' my shit, I just did it 'cause I ain't have shit to do (Do)
I been rappin' for six months (Months), drop my first tape (Yeah), yeah, that bitch, that went through the roof (Roof)
Can't be speakin' down broadway (Ayy), I was switchin' lanes (Ayy) in that burgundy Chevy coupe (Coupe)
I been workin' my ass off, ain't no time for sleepin', out here makin' these money moves
I done made a few hundreds off revenue (Yeah)
Spend them racks, get 'еm back, what I'm tellin' you? (I did)
Rockets on B.B. King, they got thе blue (Uh)
Always play to win, sometimes you lose (Uh, uh)
With some shooters and I know they really shoot (Uh-huh)
Know we havin' more tools than Jiffy Lube
I just pop out a Phantom, what I'ma do?
Ain't no cap in my rap, everywhere the truth (No cap, ayy)
I got this shit here the harder way, goin' up and I ain't look down (Look down)
Mama said look at how far I came, every day she tellin' me she proud (She proud)
Know them hoe's tryna fuck with me in town (Yes sir)
I be first one to fuck, need a wipedown (Goddamn)
I'm just tryna live lavish because my mama ain't had shit
Nigga, big cap, where is your gown
[Chorus]
These bitches love how I rock out (Yeah)
Gang in that bitch, yeah, I'm bringin' the mop out (Uh)
Say they want smoke, bring them rods out (Yeah)
He ain't know shit that he talk, so we don't even worry 'bout
Yeah, we live reckless, them niggas talk, they be flexin', yeah (Them niggas talk, they be flexin')
We live reckless, dare a fuck nigga to test me, yeah

[Verse 2]
Goin' up, gotta watch how I'm movin' now (Now)
Same hoe's used to dig me, they groupies now (Uh-huh)
And that fuck nigga hatin', he swear he don't like me
His bitch say she love how my music sound
I had his bitch in the spot with her coochie out (No cap)
Don't play with me boy, I'll do you now (Ooh)
But I'm busy gettin' money from Monday to Sunday
So I'ma keep takin' this paper 'bout (I'ma keep takin' it)
These racks keep on callin' so I'm never stallin', I'm tryna go pick out a Benz
The top, it get lonely, so I drop some phoneys, these niggas is really pretend
R-Rockstar lifestyle, might not make it
Take my hand and straight, I ain't never gonna chase it
Keep poppin' this shit 'til I make it
Came a long way from the Southside of Macon (Southside, Southside)

[Chorus: 2win]
These bitches love how I rock out
Gang in that bitch, yeah, I'm bringin' the mop out (Ooh)
Say they want smoke, bring them rods out
He ain't know shit that he talk, so we don't even worry 'bout
Yeah, we live reckless, them niggas talk, they be flexin', yeah (Them niggas talk down)
We live reckless, dare a fuck nigga to test me, yeah
These bitches love how I rock out (Uh)
Gang in that bitch, yeah, I'm bringin' the mop out
Say they want smoke, bring them rods out (Uh)
He ain't know shit that he talk, so we don't even worry 'bout (Yeah)
Yeah, we live reckless, them niggas talk, they be flexin', yeah
We live reckless, dare a fuck nigga to test me, yeah
[Outro: 2win]
Yeah, dare a fuck nigga to test me, yeah
Dare a fuck nigga to test me, yeah