Rock Dat (feat. Polo G)

Yo

(Yo, 3lack, what the hell, man?)

I was broke on my knees from rugrat

Now you wanna call for my Ps, no, fuck that

Armed jakes, helicopters, that's the only time man run back

Could've bought a 'Rari, but I don't want that

Touch my watch, man, back it and chop that

Pretty gyal and man ah rate how you pop that, love that

When I'm in the pent', I rock that

Bad gyal look innocent

The way she twist it, must be Caribbean

My young boy got the drop where the opps at

I just told him, "Just mind the civilians"

Thought the wap was toast and finishing

But it just needs some configuring

You talk about your opp in a zoot and billing him

But you can't pay for your bill, it's sickening (Eww!)

It's not an illusion, bare confusion, gone conclusion (Bow)

From cuffs to the cuban

Been up on the news from young, was a nuisance

We just pay, don't check the bill

Free my Gs in Pentonville

This gyal neat, got sex appeal

Went to Haji, got tech for real (Lil Capalot, bitch)

In a Hellcat Dodge, I'm racing

Been out of town, I'm just dodging them cases (Skrrt skrrt skrrt)

50K on my arm for the bracelet

Took off his face 'cause he thought he could take it (Boom, boom, boom)

Bullets spread like them hollows contagious

We spin the block with some shit that's outrageous (Grrrt bow!)

My lil shorties gon' blow from a distance

Give 'em shots up close to make sure he can taste it (Ha!)

Off a Addy, drink Julio straight

Got my game face on, so I ain't had to chase it (Ugh!)

I popped out at a show on the road

Got a lil hunnid k for the backend payment

Looking back, we done came real far

I remember being broke, selling crack on the pavement (Uh huh)

Up that bitch, he get changed to a star

Now they posting his pic on they Facebook pages (Bitch)

I was broke on my knees from rugrat

Now you wanna call for my Ps, no, fuck that

Armed jakes, helicopters, that's the only time man run back

Could've bought a 'Rari, but I don't want that

Touch my watch, man, back it and chop that

Pretty gyal, man ah love how you pop that, love that

When I'm in the pent', I rock that

Can't break me

Anytime I rid out, made history

Roadrunners 'round me is all risky

But Wizzy been a rudebwoy from pickney

Knock off his jaw, been there before (Boom)

Showing it all, then come out the car

Pay at the bar, but she want a star

But look at the arse, don't think I can pass

Ten-ten gyal wan' come on stage

I even got a white gyal like, "Oi, oi, mate"

Why everybody broke? Just stop and ate

They never ever grant ours, wan' come and take

Being broke, on my knees, now I stopped that (Boom)

Worked hard for my Ps, don't touch that

We just go where please, don't contact

So we just throw the Eag' in rucksack

I was broke on my knees from rugrat

Now you wanna call for my Ps, no, fuck that

Armed jakes, helicopters, that's the only time man run back

Could've bought a 'Rari, but I don't want that

Touch my watch, man, back it and chop that

Pretty gyal, man ah love how you pop that, love that

When I'm in the pent', I rock that

(Yo, 3lack, what the hell, man?)