Rocc Climbing Lied von Remble

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TextThey 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 boosPull 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 MartensI'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 allianceBoat, 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 nicerSmith & 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 giantNew 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 RembleRolls-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 misterTuh, 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 actBoat, 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

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