作词 : Vincent Jacovelli
 作曲 : Vincent Jacovelli
[I know what you're thinking
Did you find what you're looking for
What the hell is going on down there

Baby come rock with the mother-fuxking gang
Pull up beat the drop PUll up pull up in the range
All about the guap got a little bit of change
Never gonna stop get the **** out my way
Baby come rock with the mother-fuxking gang
Pull up the drop or I'll pull up in the range
All about the guap got a little bit of change
Never gonna stop get the **** out my way
Yeah
Pull up in the whip
I got the new drop their boys
Everybody know we dread it like my crew lost their boys
But you know they gotta claim
They got a few glocks a'cause
Like they Tupac Shakur
Fuxking boombap you're gone
Yeah the boys stay vigilant
Like grass，he stay flippant
Like a landscaping immigrant raps could break ligaments
Fags ain't equivalent what a fuxking predicament
The flow stays dirty as rivers in Flint Michigan
Diamond in the rough chasing commas and a buck
Make'em silent when I'm rhyming，give them time to adjust
When you mobbing with the hosttest，ain't nobody you can trust
They decline it plus they wilding from the violence I discuss
Few can step into my booth
See the blood on the walls
You now fuxking with a boss getting money involved
These haters need a deep breath of a running exhaust
So rhymes cold motherfuxker mics covered in frost

Baby come rock with the mother-fuxking gang
Pull up the drop or I'll pull up in the range
All about the guap got a little bit of change
Never gonna stop get the **** out my way
Baby come rock with the mother-fuxking gang
Pull up the drop or I'll pull up in the range
All about the guap got a little bit of change
Never gonna stop get the **** out my way

Uh
You now rocking with the most profound
And I'm a vulture
Fuxking with the dopest sounds up in the culture
Try to tell me tone it down
But I'm a roast ya
Fuxking turn the vocals loud
And let me toast them
Dripping in my images in tag
Fuxk a business，get the digits till my clique is on the map
Just admit that it's a given
Kid ambitions what you lack
Boy you tripping when I spit I'm flipping critics on their backs
If I need it，I get it
I give my team all the credits
Want the green and the debit
It's not a dream it's a fetish
Your whole scheme is pathetic
We get the cream and you jealous
I fuxking scream it and yell it
We get the cream and you jealous
Yeah we get it while you tripping
Ain't no reason we pretend
Said my team was never timid
About how frequently we spend
So we flip a middle finger to the people we offend
Cause thet only gonna admit it when they see me as the best

Baby come rock with the mother-fuxking gang
Pull up the drop or I'll pull up in the range
All about the guap got a little bit of change
Never gonna stop get the **** out my way
Baby come rock with the mother-fuxking gang
Pull up the drop or I'll pull up in the range
All about the guap got a little bit of change
Never gonna stop get the **** out my way