[Hook: King Cult]
Rockety rockety, vroom (Oouh)
Pull up on that bitch with a rolls (Yah)
Rockety rockety, vroom (Oouh)
Fuckin' on your bitch she a bop (Wow)
Rockety rockety, vroom (Vroom)
Pull up on that bitch with a rolls (Ooh)
Rockety rockety, vroom (Ooh)
Fuckin' on your bitch she a bop (Yah)

[Verse 1: Lil Kuzco]
Fucked bitches like I’m xx ya
Got bitches calling next sex ya
Lookin' fly with a Rolex ay
Fuck a luck I’m a pocket ace ay
Give a fuck bout a diss track ay
You got jacked on a running track ay
Gave an L you never bounced back ay
Stackin' money she be on the deck ay
My killa I shot for the moon then I touched down on the stars
You bitches talked shit bout too soon, then I left you with scars
My killa I shot for the moon then I touched down on the stars
You bitches talked shit bout too soon, then I left you with scars

Halle, halle, halle, hallelujah (hallelujah!)
Halle, halle, halle, hallelujah (hallelujah!)
Halle, halle, halle, hallelujah (hallelujah!)
Halle, halle, halle, hallelujah (hallelujah!)

[Hook: Lil Kuzco]
Rockety rockety, vroom (Oouh)
Pull up on that bitch with a rolls (Yah)
Rockety rockety, vroom (Oouh)
Fuckin' on your bitch she a bop (Wow)
Rockety rockety, vroom (Vroom)
Pull up on that bitch with a rolls (Ooh)
Rockety rockety, vroom (Ooh)
Fuckin' on your bitch she a bop (Yah)

[Verse 2: Lil Kuzco]
Rolled a dice in paradise
Bought a pocket full of ice
Had to hit the Coochie twice
Asian bitches want it nice
My diamonds shine brighter the pussy got tighter
Oh boy King Igniter just done it inside her
We both ghost riders but you ride cheap writers
On your bitch all nighter got her callin' Don Jeter
Loose lips sink ships finna have her on decline
Main bitch so fine finna hit it from behind
Nosebleeds I'm blessed finna bump another line
Lord knows I'm back finna call me on the shrine
Oh lord, we are gods, we are gods

Halle, halle, halle, hallelujah (hallelujah!)
Halle, halle, halle, hallelujah (hallelujah!)
Halle, halle, halle, hallelujah (hallelujah!)
Halle, halle, halle, hallelujah (hallelujah!)

[Hook: King Cult]
Rockety rockety, vroom (Oouh)
Pull up on that bitch with a rolls (Yah)
Rockety rockety, vroom (Oouh)
Fuckin' on your bitch she a bop (Wow)
Rockety rockety, vroom (Vroom)
Pull up on that bitch with a rolls (Ooh)
Rockety rockety, vroom (Ooh)
Fuckin' on your bitch she a bop (Yah)

[Verse 3: King Cult]

Sniper on the roof, duck!
Rat hoes got her throat fucked
Where is that bitch I’mma get her a purse
Where the music I’mma put in my verse
Gimme yo bitch I’mma tell her to swerve
Gimme that purc I'mma give you a smirk
Hittin' a lick before you give me the rock
Single mother oh no pussy alert
Killin' all my riders like I'm Jack the Ripper
Everybody wanna fuck don’t close the zapper
Got the whole place pumpin' but I'm not a rapper
Cover up my dick
‘Cause I spot a sucker
Cover up her mouth
‘Cause she a moaner
After I drink the jagger I gotta bend her over
Steal the body
Slit the donkey
Count the money
Illuminati

[Verse 4: Lil Kuzco & King Cult]
Flexin' all my life I’m the son of God
All your beats are slump its about to rot
All your beats are slump its about to rot
While I’m here on the edge waiting for the drop
Waitin for the drop I control the lock
I don’t fuck with flops boy you're just a rock
Choppin' all the Glock I’m about to rock
Blowing all the block atoms on my sock
Free the mason! Free the mason!
I'mma make a fuckin' billion
Fuck the choices got no option
Like a pig killed for the bacon
How much money I'll start countin'
Too much money bitches flockin'
Pull up in the rolls she blew my pipe I paid her twice
Fuckin' in the streets I threw her in she blew me up
Icy on my neck I feel so cold she gave me throat
Golds are on my sack she blew me up to get the pot