Rock Out lyrics

[Intro: YTB Fatt & Lil Durk]
Uh, yeah, yeah
Go, go
n*gga
Let's get it, yeah
Yeah
Yeah
Yeah
(Oh my god, Ronny)
Man, what?

[Chorus: Moneybagg Yo]
Rock out with that chopstick (Chopstick)
Say they want some smoke, got whole pounds of this za sh*t (Pressure)
Lil' bro on some "Spin the block" sh*t (Brr)
At the window with that broomstick
Then hop out with that mop stick (Doom, doom, doom, doom)
Come out the house, this ain't no knock, b*tch (No knock, b*tch)
Loafin' with that thot ho done got his top peeled (Back)
Pull up with a COVID mask on like I got sick (Sick)
Boy, stop all them killin' stories, you ain't shot sh*t

[Verse 1: YTB Fatt]
Talmbout right now, three hundred Foxes outside
Loaf and them down the street
Rock out with that chopstick, Fox 'nem mob sh*t
n*ggas ain't come like we
Maybach truck in the trenches, they don't know, who is it?
n*gga, don't shoot, it's me
Who the f*ck Bagg gave two-hundred-something thousand?
And four chains, n*gga, that's me
n*ggas better watch who they posted with
n*ggas better watch who they hangin' with
n*ggas better watch who they slangin' with
Nine times out of ten, n*ggas rather just snitch
Bagg just called my phone, Durk said, "Where you at?"
On the way, let me put up this switch
Fox 'nem ready to do it
I could just put a pack of Gumbo on top of your sh*t, n*gga
[Verse 2: Moneybagg Yo]
I don't care how you do it, but get on it (Right now, right now)
Whatever it take, bake a cake, sic a b*tch on him (Go)
It cost to go to war, you know that, don't it? (Huh?)
You lil' n*ggas ain't got no money to beef with me, go get your big homie (n*gga)
Foxes walkin' your ass down with that chopstick (Grr)
'Bout to pull up on your block, lettin' that chop' hit (Ha, ha)
Just 'cause the pressure on, lil' n*gga, don't mean you side switch (Shake)
Or I'm just built different 'cause I'm goin' out who I came with (The gang, go)

[Chorus: Moneybagg Yo]
Rock out with that chopstick (Chopstick)
Say they want some smoke, got whole pounds of this za sh*t (Pressure)
Lil' bro on some "Spin the block" sh*t (Brr)
At the window with that broomstick
Then hop out with that mop stick (Doom, doom, doom, doom)
Come out the house, this ain't no knock, b*tch (No knock, b*tch)
Loafin' with that thot ho done got his top peeled (Back)
Pull up with a COVID mask on like I got sick (Sick)
Boy, stop all them killin' stories, you ain't shot sh*t

[Verse 3: Lil Durk]
Man, copycat, you doin' everything I do 'cause you a fan of me (Go, go)
In the 'Raq, one opp passed out at the club, I called him New Years Eve (Grrah)
Shorty get on my nerve, he think he Irv, he think he Murder Inc (Let's get it)
I was in the trenches, I washed my shirt inside the kitchen sink
You a copycat, you do everythin' I do, let me see somethin' (Come here, come here)
Baby mama think you a killer, but on the block you ain't nothin'
I done f*cked my eye up, took some months off, Doodie sub in (Yeah)
Lucky I ain't on the 'net 'cause I would've trolled, it would've got rubbed in
I can tell you whatever I want, you know the trenches turn me up
See that's bro, but Moneybagg Yo the first who gave me Runtz
I could turn the beat down, it's a guarantee you hear this cup
See, that chopper got that crack sound and I know he ain't gettin' up (Grrah, let's get it)