Rock ft. Tese Beatz Lyrics

And it's, Flat, ayy

And I got Tese on the beat

And I got Tese on the beat

And I got Tese on the beat

Turn up

Turn up then Tese

Pull up in that what-what

Pull up in that drop-drop

I can't trust that ho-ho

She in love with that guap-guap

I can't trust a soul-soul

They stab you for that guap-guap

I can't trust a soul-soul

They stab you for that guap-guap

My shit boom like rock-rock

She just wanna rock-rock

Switchin' up on me, on me

I can't let that rock-rock

Switchin' up on me, on me

I can't let that rock-rock

I can't let that rock-rock

I can't let that rock-rock

Back then, who was I

Now she on my line

I can't even lie

I was livin' trife

Damn I won't livin' right

I can't live that twice

Them bitches did me cruddy

Actin' like they love me

Sayin' that they want me

They just want my money

But that's how it goes

I can't trip over no ho

Ballin' out like I'm Shumpert

Been in deep shit like a plumber

Had no dollars in my pocket

You can't tell me about hunger

I smell haters all among us

Starvin' sick to my stomach

I ain't have shit, I'm humble

Nigga don't speak up, hear him mumble

Thoughts dark like a tunnel

Touchdown, no fumble

Bout the bag like a duffle

Off the strength, off the muscle

Pull up in that what-what

Pull up in that drop-drop

I can't trust that ho

She in love with that guap-guap

I can't trust a soul

They stab you for that guap-guap

I can't trust a soul

They stab you for that guap-guap

My shit boom like rock-rock

She just wanna rock-rock

Switchin' up on me, on me

I can't let that rock-rock

Switchin' up on me, on me

I can't let that rock-rock

I can't let that rock-rock

I can't let that rock-rock

Yeah, she call me daddy

Yeah, she call me Flatout

Hit her, knock her back out

Saw that boy, she passed out

I heard y'all don't fuck with me

Tell me, what is that bout

Gas, throw the match out

Gas, throw the match out

Sauce on my fit, you would think I'm Italian

Ice on my chest, you would think it's medallions

I know you fake, what you rep is invalid

I cannot beef on the net on the status

Save it for fools best believe you can have it

Niggas act shocked when you pull up with Static

I'm at the top, got a view from the attic

I fucked three bitches, that's a hat trick

Yeah, she call me daddy

Yeah, she call me Flatout

Hit her, knock her back out

Saw that boy, she passed out

I heard y'all don't fuck with me

Tell me, what is that bout

Gas, throw the match out

Gas, throw the match out

Pull up in that what-what

Pull up in that drop-drop

I can't trust that hoe-hoe

She in love with that guap-guap

I can't trust her soul-soul

They stab you for that guap-guap

I can't trust her soul-soul

They stab you for that guap-guap

My shit boom like rock-rock

She just wanna rock-rock

Switchin' up on me, on me

I can't let that rock-rock

Switchin' up on me, on me

I can't let that rock-rock

I can't let that rock-rock

I can't let that rock-rock

Your mans is 50, I'm countin' up thousands

You may be solid, but your mans I'm doubtin'

Niggas be pocket watchin' why they scoutin

They need to go and watch they hoe

Cause on my pole she a flautist

I had to travel up and down the mountains

I just wanna spread my wings like a falcon

I can see right through em' like I'm Browsin'

Turn up then Tese