ROCKIN (feat. OHGEESY & Fenix Flexin)

Shoreline Mafia

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    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 the 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)
    Lil' 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)

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    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 I'm 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-to this funky beat

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