Rockie Fresh - Delorean Gang 2.0 lyrics

Yeah, bitch you see me riding out
You see me riding out you know who it is
Rockie checking in, yeah Rockie checking in
Yeah young Rockie checking in
Young Rockie checking in look

Human made to fear God
Genius who could that be?
I made a promise I ain't never
Ever going back to last week made a promise
In the future every week gon' be a cash week
And me and YP running shit
It's a fucking track meet
A young Michael Johnson, or better yet
Usain Bolt
Shit I been running the city like Diddy
They be watching me just like with Vogue
Look, I roll up the smoke
Get high with my fanbase
See I run this shit all my fans race
I wanna drop at my fans' pace
So I'm making shit every single day
And I'm a boss in every single way
These hating niggas never understand
But, I got their bitch tryna
Fuck with me, fuck once
She gon' wanna fuck again
And tell her friends that Rockie pull up in
Beemers but I might get the Benz
You know I come and get the ans
But this shit just started
My dearly departed
Still looking real young, when I buy liquor
I get carded
Still getting all the brain so I'm
Feeling like I'm the smartest
Bitch I'm super in my market, don't
Fuck around and be the target
Don't start shit yeah

And all of my homies that with me
They riding out smoke up in the whip
That's how we riding out
Yeah, just know you be good when
You on my side of town
Yeah, see we getting money
Lil homie what your life about?
My niggas riding it out
My niggas riding it out
Yeah we smoke and we riding around
That's how we riding it out
Yeah count up when we riding around
That's how we riding it out
Them bitches be vibing now, look
How we riding round, we riding it out

Crazy how your girl know I'm the freshest
But nigga you dirty, so before I bless ya
We go to the doctor and get that girl tested
If everything clear
She the one I have sex with
But never the one I get cheques with
I only do that with my dogs
Family first cause they just like my dogs
Why am I so underrated by blogs?
He get too much cash
Rockie ain't kissing no ass
See all in this bag
Got him looking like a blast from the past
Back to the Future, I stunt on your ass
Nike and mags, Jesus, I run it
They never do shit but I done it
I'm just enjoying my moment
Get money every moment, I'm on it

And all of my homies that with me
They riding out smoke up in the whip
That's how we riding out
Yeah, just know you be good when
You on my side of town
Yeah, see we getting money
Lil homie what your life about?
My niggas riding it out
My niggas riding it out
Yeah we smoke and we riding around
That's how we riding it out
Yeah count up when we riding around
That's how we riding it out
Them bitches be vibing now, look
How we riding round, we riding it out