Rok
PJ Kid
[Intro]
Rok on the track, yeah

[Chorus]
Smoking on dope, got hydro pills
Hi-Tech pint, I'm popping seals
Ten band, hundred band, 'nother few mill'
Look at my teeth, your rent, my grill
And I rock Alexander Wang
Bitches flying in from Spain
PJ kid, man, fuck a plane
Inside red, I blew out the brain
Shoutout lil' Rok on God, I swear I'll blow him up right now
Whole lotta O's in my bank account
Whole lotta bad bitches wanna fuck me now (Bitches wanna fuck)
'Tech in my gut
Pull the Benz truck up
Put the kush in my blunt
My bitch got a fat ass, you can't touch
Geeked off an Adderall, feel that rush (I'm on a Addy now)

[Verse]
Walked in the studio, they all looked at me funny
Like who this white kid mixing Ambush with Armani?
30 round clip like Tommy
Fuckin' hoes on Murakami
Putting dick in your lil' bitch tummy
Warren Lotas, not no Tommy
I don't wear no Tommy tee
When I do anything, they copy me
Ballin' every season like Roddy, B
I'm different, I'm a damn anomaly
On God, you see, my pockets be
[?], I told Lil Tecca I'm speaking that guapanese
Make it hard to be forgotten, me
I'm fuckin' a ho with no condom