Paroles Rockin Shoreline Mafia

Rockin

R-ro-roc-rockin' in the street
To this funky beat

Hellcat key (Nigga), big AP (Ayy)
I'm going back to Cali like I'm B.I.G. (Brrt)
Nigga send a death threat, he gon' D-I-E
I face card in the biddy, I don't need ID (Yeah, I don't need it)
You know I can play it smooth or do 'em slimy (Do 'em slimy)
Either way, it gon' bust in if they try me (Know I'm bustin', brrt)
You know I'm rockin' with that chopper like I'm Sid Vicious (Rockin' out)
If she throw it, I'ma catch it, watch me pinch hit it (Catch it)
You know I'm posted in that trap, moving weight like I'm bench pressing (Like I'm bench pressing)
Your baby know she got a joint, so she been stressin' (Smokin' a joint)
Why they call me Fenix Flexin? 'Cause I've been flexin' ('Cause I've been flex)
I been steppin' with the steppers, yeah, I been steppin
I might bounce in with that Drac', tryna take a face (Take a face)
I broke her for a twenty-ball you, took her on a date
If the boys get behind us, take 'em on a race (Gone)
Skrrt, ayy, I'm a hot boy (Get 'em outta there)
Silencer up on the chopper, make a "fah" noise ("Fah" noise)
You was a straight A student, I was a block boy (Block work)
Turn a B-day to a D-day, blow a nigga candles (Blowin' candles out)
I ain't trippin' off no bitch, told my brother handle
If I catch that nigga loafin', he get dismantled (Dismantled)
Yeah, I been playing with them keys like a piano (Keys)
I grew up in poverty, I had three channels (Three channels)
Breakin' bitches from the town out to San Leandro (Yeah)

You can call me Geesy Alejandro
Properties overseas and I'm in a condo
Spanish bitches love me, Romeo Santos
And that pussy so wet, I'ma need a poncho
Rock-rocking in the streets and I'm with my vatos
Caught-caught a opp slippin', put him in a fronto
Yeah and we keep rockin'
Tag poppin' and I'm feet knockin'
She gon' suck the dick like she beatboxing
And known to keep a pole, I ain't street boxing
Where your best friend? 'Cause I need options
Bitch, I been blowing up and I'ma keep poppin'
The fiends at my door and they keep knockin'
And they keep comin' back 'cause I'm re-rocking
Rocking in the street (Yeah, I'm re-rocking)
To-to this funky beat (Tag poppin' and I'm freezin')
Okay, I'm sneakin' and I'm geekin' (Yeah, I'm geekin')
Fly the hoes to LA for the weekend (For the weekend)
That pussy wet, so I'm diving off the deep end (Ayy, ayy)
Got me walking in a puddle 'cause she leakin' (Ayy, ayy, ayy)
Now you peeking and I'm speaking (Ayy)
Diamonds dancing, got the whole world blinking
This dope'll have you— (Rockin')

R-ro-roc-rockin' in the street
To-to-to this funky beat
And it's like that
This funky beat
Just you and me
Rockin' in the street
To-to this funky beat