
ROCKDAT! BXBYPUNK (Ft. Dom Corleo)
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[Intro: BABYPUNK]
(I ROCKDAT!)
(I ROCKDAT!)
(I ROCKDAT!)
[Chorus: BABYPUNK]
I'm in the backrooms, smoking tree
My bitch bust down, Charlie Sheen
One of my best friends died off a pill
Now I sip promethazine
I'm in ya city, gettin' kitty from ya bitty
Money shot right on the sheets
I had to up my feature price
I had to rage against the machine
Look at my wrist, look at my rings
Now I got diamonds all in my teeth
I mix the Givenchy with Ricky
I put the blicky in Amiri jeans
All of these rappers, they fake as fuck
Yes, I'm the punk that they wanna be
I had to up my feature price
I had to rage against the machine
[Verse: Dom Corleo]
Yuh, yuh (Yeah, yeah)
Smokin' on vamp gas, yeah
I put a new pack (I put a new pack)
In the air, likе "Hell yeah" (Yeah)
Yеah, then i go fuck it up (Fuck it up)
Run it up (Run it up)
Make it back, yeah
They ain't gon' do that like I do (They ain't gon' do that)
In my track fit, I get that shit (Oh yeah, I do that)
Make a new play, and he bullshit (I just do that)
I just do that, pour more lean in my double cup
Bitch, you knew that
She got a fat ass, then I'm on that
Talkin' that shit, yeah, I'm on that
Hop on the stage, yeah, I rock that
Whole lotta cash, yeah, I got that
(I ROCKDAT!)
(I ROCKDAT!)
(I ROCKDAT!)
[Chorus: BABYPUNK]
I'm in the backrooms, smoking tree
My bitch bust down, Charlie Sheen
One of my best friends died off a pill
Now I sip promethazine
I'm in ya city, gettin' kitty from ya bitty
Money shot right on the sheets
I had to up my feature price
I had to rage against the machine
Look at my wrist, look at my rings
Now I got diamonds all in my teeth
I mix the Givenchy with Ricky
I put the blicky in Amiri jeans
All of these rappers, they fake as fuck
Yes, I'm the punk that they wanna be
I had to up my feature price
I had to rage against the machine
[Verse: Dom Corleo]
Yuh, yuh (Yeah, yeah)
Smokin' on vamp gas, yeah
I put a new pack (I put a new pack)
In the air, likе "Hell yeah" (Yeah)
Yеah, then i go fuck it up (Fuck it up)
Run it up (Run it up)
Make it back, yeah
They ain't gon' do that like I do (They ain't gon' do that)
In my track fit, I get that shit (Oh yeah, I do that)
Make a new play, and he bullshit (I just do that)
I just do that, pour more lean in my double cup
Bitch, you knew that
She got a fat ass, then I'm on that
Talkin' that shit, yeah, I'm on that
Hop on the stage, yeah, I rock that
Whole lotta cash, yeah, I got that
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