Rocc Climbing (feat. Lil Yachty)

They survive that spinnin' then they must be godly
 Know a nigga pull up and serve them Percs hoppin' off a Harley
 Got a hot foot, steppin' on shit light Q's
 I ain't pourin' no single lines, it's threes and twos
 Niggas got fully suited to pull up and lose (Laudiano)
 This bitch got fully booted, and said fuck all her boos
 Pull up on me now, I need sloppy-toppy
 I only speak on what I know, and, baby, I'm not that cocky
 Bruh, she focused on her bills up like she Chauncey
 The new coupe, the car sit low like it was a Monte
 A lot these Instagram hoes look just like aunties
 She gon' sip the Hendog and be happy thottin'
 I'ma pull up on the opps, 'cause I know they plottin'
 Baby asked me for some boot, I got Doc Martens
 I'm on a different timin'
 My bitches like molly and coke, they be rock climbin'
 We don't never leave the house without handy appliance
 Richer than all my opps, so they made an alliance
 Boat, Remble
 Messed around and got richer than all my idols
 Puttin' safes in sleeper holds like I'm Roddy Piper
 Cash my money in the bank, then won all my titles
 Yeah, I'm happy with my girl, but I want Blac Chyna
 Steppin' in a new dorm, shakin' hands with rivals
 Headin' to that blue wall, 'cause you have to fight him (Laudiano)
 Have the burner 'cause I heard that his jab was nicer
 Smith & Wesson, .45, for a .49-er
 I'm a known home wrecker, like Jerry Springer
 She told me that her name was Kia, but here's the stinger
 I had her squirtin' on the bed with my middle fingers
 I hope you really don't believe that I want Blac Chyna
 Murder weapons in Bikini Bottom, you not gon' find 'em
 I'm finna ask you, "Where you from?" and don't be lyin'
 I'm not the biggest one in here, but I tote a giant
 New additions to the others, let's go divide 'em
 When I take the Smith and off my hip, you should go inside
 You pulled up without your burner, you chose to die
 You could be bouncin' out the car, but you chose to drive
 It's Remble
 Rolls-Royce's, Maybachs, I am not drivin'
 30 floors in the air, I am not hidin'
 On the patio, off drugs, start to skydivin'
 She said her boat was real, guess that her thighs was lyin'
 Mans be hangin' with the opps, he is not ridin'
 They inside full-time, so they is not dyin'
 I'm not the one to be afraid if my family's behind me (Laudiano)
 Chainsaws and Kel-Tecs, uppin' Mary J Blige-in'
 Shit, I mean Lil Kimin'
 Dodgin' millimeter bullets bigger than Jessica Simpson
 Bitches givin' big head, like her chin Crimson
 Behind her, two midgets, but her face, look like a gremlin
 Niggas really not rappers, they just ramblin'
 I'm with Remble at the temple, rehearsin' scriptures
 Buy the bitch some new titties, upgrade her fixtures
 Still beat up her son dad, nigga, I'm the mister
 Tuh, I done been block to block in Crocs and socks
 Bounce in the whip, cock the Glock, then drop the top
 It's gonna be a long day if you watch the clock
 You can either put your hands down, or box the chop
 Uhm, is he gettin' put on at the park or not?
 Come on, are you really put on? Let's just stop the cap
 Are you gonna get on when they start to clap?
 When it falls down, you will see how they start to act
 Boat, Remble
 Make sure you recognize the difference from love and hate
 When it gets ugly with the johnnies, go jump the gate
 Told her I had my phone off for a couple days
 Fuck do you mean to ask me a double date?
 Oh, no, don't take your pants off, I just want the face
 She said she's way too horny, can't even wait