Lil Dude, Since99 - Rock Me lyrics
[Lil Dude, Since99 - Rock Me lyrics]
Aye Manny, this joint crank fool
Yeah, yeah
Said he got drink but I know the shit hit
Jeans tight, but it go with the fit
Sipping so much lean
Could've bought me a brick
A band for the Glock
Could've bought me some kicks
It's a G17 but it came with a switch
Balenciaga, Mike Amiri and shit
High five to the plug
Just came on the scripts
24 carats, I'm bussing my bitch down
He be sipping on wock
But he pouring up Tris now
Stop, drop, and roll
I told that bitch to get down
The money counter, I'm in love with the sound
Smoking on strong, no Hercules
Heard he got glick with a purple beam
High as hell up on a planet like Sheen
Ain't made the cut, get the fuck off the team
Main nigga dripping in that Celine
Stacking it up, 'boutta get that bling bling
Took my young nigga Howard
County for that lean
Bad bitch might wear some Louis V
I'm seeing double, I went up on the p's
Too much high key, man, I'm living elite
We in a free car, but it's a Jeep
You niggas ain't having, the niggas act cheap
(Pew, pew) Shots in the wind
You ain't surviving, get hit with that 10
You ain't surviving, get hit with FN
Brodie a driver, you going to get lynched
She popping that pussy
I'm popping them bands
We slide in them foreigns
Don't slide in no van
You niggas be petty just like Mr krabs
At first he was having but
They took your patties
Don't say my government, first and the last
A tax on the feature, man, your shit is trash
I done got out my feelings
And hopped in my bag
Playing 2K off the drink, I might lag
Two bands off the stimmy, now he buying Fendi
Benihanas, man, I used to eat Denny's
Trisiana, yeah, we got that shit plenty
One shot to the dome, call his ass Lenny
Yeah, yeah
Said he got drink but I know the shit hit
Jeans tight, but it go with the fit
Sipping so much lean
Could've bought me a brick
A band for the Glock
Could've bought me some kicks
It's a G17 but it came with a switch
Balenciaga, Mike Amiri and shit
High five to the plug
Just came on the scripts
24 carats, I'm bussing my bitch down
He sipping on wock
But he pouring up Tris now
Stop, drop, and roll
I told that bitch to get down
The money counter, I'm in love with the sound
Smoking on strong, no Hercules
Heard he got glick with a purple beam
High as hell up on a planet like Sheen
Ain't made the cut, get the fuck off the team
Yeah, yeah
Said he got drink but I know the shit hit
Jeans tight, but it go with the fit
Sipping so much lean
Could've bought me a brick
A band for the Glock
Could've bought me some kicks
It's a G17 but it came with a switch
Balenciaga, Mike Amiri and shit
High five to the plug
Just came on the scripts
24 carats, I'm bussing my bitch down
He be sipping on wock
But he pouring up Tris now
Stop, drop, and roll
I told that bitch to get down
The money counter, I'm in love with the sound
Smoking on strong, no Hercules
Heard he got glick with a purple beam
High as hell up on a planet like Sheen
Ain't made the cut, get the fuck off the team
Main nigga dripping in that Celine
Stacking it up, 'boutta get that bling bling
Took my young nigga Howard
County for that lean
Bad bitch might wear some Louis V
I'm seeing double, I went up on the p's
Too much high key, man, I'm living elite
We in a free car, but it's a Jeep
You niggas ain't having, the niggas act cheap
(Pew, pew) Shots in the wind
You ain't surviving, get hit with that 10
You ain't surviving, get hit with FN
Brodie a driver, you going to get lynched
She popping that pussy
I'm popping them bands
We slide in them foreigns
Don't slide in no van
You niggas be petty just like Mr krabs
At first he was having but
They took your patties
Don't say my government, first and the last
A tax on the feature, man, your shit is trash
I done got out my feelings
And hopped in my bag
Playing 2K off the drink, I might lag
Two bands off the stimmy, now he buying Fendi
Benihanas, man, I used to eat Denny's
Trisiana, yeah, we got that shit plenty
One shot to the dome, call his ass Lenny
Yeah, yeah
Said he got drink but I know the shit hit
Jeans tight, but it go with the fit
Sipping so much lean
Could've bought me a brick
A band for the Glock
Could've bought me some kicks
It's a G17 but it came with a switch
Balenciaga, Mike Amiri and shit
High five to the plug
Just came on the scripts
24 carats, I'm bussing my bitch down
He sipping on wock
But he pouring up Tris now
Stop, drop, and roll
I told that bitch to get down
The money counter, I'm in love with the sound
Smoking on strong, no Hercules
Heard he got glick with a purple beam
High as hell up on a planet like Sheen
Ain't made the cut, get the fuck off the team