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sneak
sneak
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sneak
sneak
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Rok
Rok
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Lirik

(Hol—hol' on, hol' on, hol' on)
(Rok on the track, yah)
BALLHOG, you a repper—repper
Oh my god, shawty, you a stepper—stepper
BALLHOG, you a repper—repper
Oh my god, shawty, you a stepper—stepper
Hop out X6 and I'm slidin'
Give me neck, bih, no surprises
Want a check, bih? Diamonds my neck
She gon' sweat, bih, when she see baguettes
Cover my face like a Ronin
Gettin' to the money, I been on that
Damn, shawty bad and she on it
Gettin' to the cash, yeah, I want it
Feel like I don't got no opponent
It's me vs you, you will lose it
Ah, shawty bad and she choosin'
Ah, **** mad and won't do shit
Ah, got the cash, I'ma use it
Money long like a pool stick
Baby so therapeutic
I just hope she listens to the music
I just hope your body fuckin' movin'
I just told lil' shawty, "Get to movin'"
Grab your hand, tell me your plan
Take you to the backroom, I'll make you a fan
And I'm wit' my slatt Goo, **** goin' in
My shooter won't @ you, **** goin' in
He gon' get you done up, run up
Shawty wanna have some fun, yup, fun, yup
And I know that I'm the one, yup, one, yup
Got a noose, get 'em strung up, strung up
Call my phone baby, get em rung up, rung up
Slime 'em out, bitch, I feel like Young Thug, Young Thug
Slime 'em out, **** can't even come up, come up
At the top, baby, she gon' jump up, jump up
She wanna rage
I'm sippin' drank all muhfuckin' day
I'm out the way, baby, let's go to the bank
Racks in my face, baby, care 'bout what you think
I'm out the way, baby, like some damn drank
I keep the K, baby, ****, damn shrank
Run a **** over, blow him up like a tank
Shawty DEA, "Where my drugs?" like Hank
Shawty in the closet wit' a slug, Anne Frank
****, I been ballin' wit' my thug, Rachet, Clank
****, we in first place, we got top rank
****, this my birth place, we got top rank
Thank God, know I'm sayin' thanks
Ballin' hard for the ones who can't
Shawty bottle everything up, D'USSÉ
And I'm in a Escalade truck, who they?
We gon' count up, it's a new day
I remind her every single day
Got a pound up, **** holdin' weight
Stick in your town, we gon' muhfuckin' spray
****, blow 'em out, blow 'em down, always
Blick blow 'em down, leave him on the front page
BALLHOG, you a repper—repper
Oh my god, shawty, you a stepper—stepper
BALLHOG, you a repper—repper
Oh my god, shawty, you a stepper—stepper
Hop out X6 and I'm slidin'
Give me neck, bih, no surprises
Want a check, bih? Diamonds my neck
She gon' sweat, bih, when she see baguettes
Written by: sneak
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