Moneybagg Yo - Rock Out (feat. Lil Durk, YTB Fatt) lyrics
Moneybagg Yo [DeMario DeWayne White Jr.] Memphis, Tennessee, U.S. 🇺🇸
Lil Durk [Durk Derrick Banks] Smurk [Chicago, Illinois, U.S.] 🇺🇸
YTB Fatt [Cavon Deshawn Paige] West Memphis, Arkansas, U.S. 🇺🇸
[Moneybagg Yo - Rock Out feat. Lil Durk, YTB Fatt lyrics]
Uh, yeah, yeah go, go
Nigga let's get it, yeah
Yeah yeah
Yeah (Oh my god, Ronny)
Man, what?
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 (Brr)
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
Come out right now
Three hundred fighters outside
Rest of 'em down the street
Rock out with that chopstick, fuckin' them up
Shit, niggas ain't come like we
Maybach truck in the trenches
They don't know, who is it?
Nigga, don't shoot, it's me
Who the fuck Bagg gave
Two hundred-something thousand?
And four chains, nigga, that's me
Niggas better watch who they postin' with
Niggas better watch who they hangin' with
Niggas better watch who they slangin' with
Nine times out of ten
Niggas rather just snitch
Bagg just called my phone, Durk said
"Where you at?"
On the way, let me put up this switch
Fox 'nem ready to do it
I could just put a pack of
Gumbo on top of your shit, nigga
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' niggas ain't got no
Money to beef with me, go get your big homie
(Nigga) 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' nigga
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 (Brr)
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 doin' everything I do 'cause
You a fan of me (Go, go)
In the 'Raq, one opp passed out at the club
I called him New Years Eve (Grrah)
Shorty get on my nerve, he think he Irv
He think he murder ink (Let's get it)
I was in the trenches
I washed my shirt inside the kitchen sink
You a copycat, you do everythin' I do
Let me see somethin' (Come here, come here)
Baby mama think you a killer
But on the block you ain't nothin'
I done fucked my eye up
Took some months off, doodie sub in
(yeah) lucky I ain't on the 'net
'cause I would've trolled
It would've got rubbed in
I can tell you whatever I want
You know the trenches turn me up
See that's bro
But Moneybagg Yo the first who gave me Runtz
I could turn the beat down
It's a guarantee you hear this cup
See, that chopper got that crack sound and
I know he ain't gettin' up
(Grrah, let's get it)
Nigga let's get it, yeah
Yeah yeah
Yeah (Oh my god, Ronny)
Man, what?
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 (Brr)
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
Come out right now
Three hundred fighters outside
Rest of 'em down the street
Rock out with that chopstick, fuckin' them up
Shit, niggas ain't come like we
Maybach truck in the trenches
They don't know, who is it?
Nigga, don't shoot, it's me
Who the fuck Bagg gave
Two hundred-something thousand?
And four chains, nigga, that's me
Niggas better watch who they postin' with
Niggas better watch who they hangin' with
Niggas better watch who they slangin' with
Nine times out of ten
Niggas rather just snitch
Bagg just called my phone, Durk said
"Where you at?"
On the way, let me put up this switch
Fox 'nem ready to do it
I could just put a pack of
Gumbo on top of your shit, nigga
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' niggas ain't got no
Money to beef with me, go get your big homie
(Nigga) 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' nigga
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 (Brr)
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 doin' everything I do 'cause
You a fan of me (Go, go)
In the 'Raq, one opp passed out at the club
I called him New Years Eve (Grrah)
Shorty get on my nerve, he think he Irv
He think he murder ink (Let's get it)
I was in the trenches
I washed my shirt inside the kitchen sink
You a copycat, you do everythin' I do
Let me see somethin' (Come here, come here)
Baby mama think you a killer
But on the block you ain't nothin'
I done fucked my eye up
Took some months off, doodie sub in
(yeah) lucky I ain't on the 'net
'cause I would've trolled
It would've got rubbed in
I can tell you whatever I want
You know the trenches turn me up
See that's bro
But Moneybagg Yo the first who gave me Runtz
I could turn the beat down
It's a guarantee you hear this cup
See, that chopper got that crack sound and
I know he ain't gettin' up
(Grrah, let's get it)