Rockin With Us lyrics

[Intro: Sha EK]
Gang, gang, gang
Uh-huhh, Uh-huhh
OGz the f*ck up

[Chorus: Sha EK]
f*ck these b*tches, they don't make me happy
She like: "EK, you don't gotta attack me"
We smoke Rah Rah, he was riding in a taxi
f*ck whoever can't let b*tches clap me
Not a shooter, you could never add me
You be cappin', how the f*ck you try tax off this rappin'
She said she loves me, I was only slappin'
I been lit before I started rappin'
I'm a factor, had to switch it
Smoking Rah Rah, I bet I'ma mix it
The day I got hit, we spun more than a fidget
Rest in peace, to my father
Now he see that I'm up and I'm farther
Now I see why nobody is with it
Talking on Nick so n*ggas gotta gеt it

[Verse 1: LNF Stacks]
Catch em jackin', I'm upping the scope
I'ma ridе for my Lz and my Oz
I put 5 in, so you know that we blitzin'
I can't lack, so I walk with my Smithen
They like: "Guwap you moving too different"
Catch a body you gon' know that I did it
Hop out and walk up hit his skillet
10 toes, so I stand on my pivot
That's on bro, yeah I'm standing on business
f*ck the opps, I'ma make n*ggas feel it
Headshot green beam I'm clickin
YG-K, Yus Gz, stop dissin'
[Verse 2: PJ Glizzy]
Man this sh*t just bigger than Nino (bow)
All my opps broken in some clouds
Saint got lined by a b*tch he a- (bow)
Get that money, can't step out of bounds
Free bro Banga, brody letting off rounds
Free the ape, I know you rocking with us
We outside, you know they out to get us
I put 5 on him, and his hitters
He say get back gang, y'all sit back gang
Y'all ain't get back for none of your n*ggas
Got a blicky go catch us some hittas
One false move and that b*tch seeing drillers

[Chorus: Sha EK]
f*ck these b*tches, they don't make me happy
She like: "EK, you don't gotta attack me"
We smoke Rah Rah, he was riding in a taxi
f*ck whoever can't let b*tches clap me
Not a shooter, you could never add me
You be cappin', how the f*ck you try tax off this rappin'
She said she loves me, I was only slappin'
I been lit before I started rappin'
I'm a factor, had to switch it
Smoking Rah Rah, I bet I'ma mix it
The day I got hit, we spun more than a fidget
Rest in peace, to my father
Now he see that I'm up and I'm farther
Now I see why nobody is with it
Talking on Nick so n*ggas gotta get it
[Outro: PJ Glizzy]
Bow!
Gang, gang, gang
Gang, gang, gang
Grah, grah, grah