[Intro]
Yeah, bitch you see me riding out, you see me riding out
You know who it is
Rockie checking in, yeah Rockie checking in
Yeah young Rockie checking in, young Rockie checking in
Look

[Verse 1]
Human made to fear God, genius who could that be?
I made a promise I ain't never, ever going back to last week
Made a promise, in the future every week gon' be a cash week
And me and YP running shit, it's a fucking track meet
A young Michael Johnson, or better yet, Usain Bolt
Shit I been running the city like Diddy, they be watching me just like with Vogue
Look, I roll up the smoke, get high with my fanbase, see I run this shit all my fans race
I wanna drop at my fans' pace, so I'm making shit every single day
And I'm a boss in every single way, these hating n***as never understand
But I got their bitch tryna fuck with me, fuck once, she gon' wanna fuck again
And tell her friends that Rockie pull up in Beemers but I might get the Benz
You know I come and get the ans
But this shit just started, my dearly departed
Still looking real young, when I buy liquor, I get carded
Still getting all the brain so I'm feeling like I'm the smartest
Bitch I'm super in my market, don't fuck around and be the target, don't start shit yeah

[Hook]
And all of my homies that with me, they riding out
Smoke up in the whip, that's how we riding out
Yeah, just know you be good when you on my side of town
Yeah, see we getting money, lil homie what your life about?
My n***as riding it out, my n***as riding it out
Yeah we smoke and we riding around, that's how we riding it out
Yeah count up when we riding around, that's how we riding it out
Them bitches be vibing now, look how we riding round, we riding it out
[Verse 2]
Crazy how your girl know I'm the freshest
But n***a you dirty, so before I bless ya
We go to the doctor and get that girl tested
If everything clear, she the one I have sex with
But never the one I get cheques with
I only do that with my dogs
Family first cause they just like my dogs
Why am I so underrated by blogs?
He get too much cash
Rockie ain't kissing no ass, see all in this bag
Got him looking like a blast from the past
Back to the Future, I stunt on your ass
Nike and mags, Jesus, I run it
They never do shit but I done it
I'm just enjoying my moment
Get money every moment, I'm on it

[Hook]
And all of my homies that with me, they riding out
Smoke up in the whip, that's how we riding out
Yeah, just know you be good when you on my side of town
Yeah, see we getting money, lil homie what your life about?
My n***as riding it out, my n***as riding it out
Yeah we smoke and we riding around, that's how we riding it out
Yeah count up when we riding around, that's how we riding it out
Them bitches be vibing now, look how we riding round, we riding it out