ROCK OUT - Trippie Redd/Chief Keef

Lyrics by：Hitmula/Michael Lamar White II/Keith Cozart

Composed by：Hitmula/Michael Lamar White II/Keith Cozart

Yeah yeah

We let it rock like a band rock

Shooters pull up in a van rock

I spin the block in a Lamb' rock

Know it's all white like the klan rock

Yeah the streets hot get a tan tan

Step on that boy he an ant ant

Wanna be me but he can't *****

We could play who's Dirty Dan

Hop out the foreign with Glock in my hand

Got that rock in my sock I'ma hit me a bop woo

Lame-a*s n***a act like he wan' rob

Let this **** rock like a ************* band rock

Big bro say he wan' play with the

Drum rock out gang keep drumsticks sticks

I'm a big dog you n***as some pups

Make that boy roll over and sit

Pop out with the gang you know that it's lit

Pull up with the mob you know that we thick

I came from the trench as real as it get

Pourin' up dirty it's muddy as ****

Woke up this morning was ******* your *****

He from the 'burbs we from the bricks *****

He hit the gym we hit the lick

He hit the puff I hit the spliff

I'm in the Lamb' he in the Lyft d**n

He is a ho I am the gift d**n

High like a jet he high in a blimp

Real deal stepper that n***a a simp

He think he a pimp but he a trick

She get on that dick and she doin' some tricks

Chopper to your face pop it like a zit

Coppers in the place now I gotta dip

See the stars double R in this *****

Spaceship go to Mars in this *****

Big Blood blue hundreds like a crip

Big bird real deal fly **** ah

Dogs with me I'll make 'em sick grrt

Lambo' it cost a grip skrrt

Color egg gon' make 'em sick

RIP a n***a off the rip

500K off a trip

900K off a flip

Nine million dollars off of spliff

Made that in 2012

Oil money like Israel huh

Gold statues in the crib huh

Chief Sosa Gang like for real skrrt

Hit your block you can't make a seal

Du-du-duh

God told me to give 'em hell huh

If it's smoke n***a ring the bell go

On face time couldn't even tell

Sendin' shells like Google mail grrah

In jail I got beaucoup mill' huh

Beat your block like two-three-twelve skrrt

What you smokin' got a dookie smell

I could show you how the tookie smell d**e

Nine million dollars off the lean huh

Flashlight on top of the bean skrrt

Cherry cat like top of some cream skrrt

He in the trap on top of a fiend

Muhammad Ali bob and weave

Make it hot now we weavin' the scene

Justin Bieber on me he with a song

N***a tweak now I'm makin' him sing skrrt