Rock N Roll

[Intro]
Look (Look)
Let me talk to 'em (Let me talk to 'em)
Look (Bitch ass nigga)
Grrt

[Chorus]
I say, "Damn, baby, can you throw it in my section?" (Huh)
She keep touching on me, she keep telling me I'm sexy (Telling me I'm-)
Maybe it's my car, or my clothes, or my necklace (Or)
Or maybe it's the way I rock 'n roll with my weapon
Uh, I say, "Damn, baby, can you throw it in my section?" (Throw it in my-)
She keep touching on me, she keep telling me I'm sexy (Uh)
Maybe it's my car, or my clothes, or my necklace (Or)
Or maybe it's the way I rock 'n roll with my weapon

[Verse 1]
Look, I just rubbed some hot Cheeto dust on my sweater (On my set)
And she still gon' let me fuck and I just met her (Damn)
Told her he can do it good, but I do it better (I do it better)
After that, proceeded to lay the wood, then go get some cheddar
I bet he won't, but I wish he would (I wish he would)
I came in here ready and I'm on go
Once we get into it, you gotta do better (Bitch)
Ayy, what you doin'? I like how you moving
Can I get groovy with ya? (Damn, shawty)
Ayy, we ain't gotta take no pictures (Ha, ha)
I just wanna make movies with you, ayy (Ayy)

[Chorus]
I say, "Damn, baby, can you throw it in my section?" (Throw it in my-)
She keep touching on me, she keep telling me I'm sexy (Telling me I'm-)
Maybe it's my car, or my clothes, or my necklace (What is?)
Or maybe it's the way I rock 'n roll with my weapon (Skrrt, skrrt, skrrt)
Uh, I say, "Damn, baby, can you throw it in my section?" (Throw it in my-)
She keep touching on me, she keep telling me I'm sexy (That I'm)
Maybe it's my car, or my clothes, or my necklace (Look)
Or maybe it's the way I rock 'n roll with my weapon (Grrt, baow, baow)

[Verse 2]
In the V.I.P section poppin' bottles, getting lit
We getting lit, oh this your bitch? Well, don't get shot over a bitch (Nigga)
We hit him twice like ten for flinching, he ain't even had to flinch (Bow, baow)
What's-his-name froze up on that mission, he couldn't get it right since, bitch
I don't write shit
I ain't in the right state of mind, I spit
Uh, straight fire shit (Fire shit)
Uh, woke up on some get straight to the cake icing (Type shit)
Type shit (Nigga)
Look (Look)

[Chorus]
I say, "Damn, baby, can you throw it in my section?" (Can you throw it in my-)
She keep touching on me, she keep telling me I'm sexy (Telling me I'm-)
Maybe it's my car, or my clothes, or my necklace (What is?)
Or maybe it's the way I rock 'n roll with my weapon (Skrrt, skrrt, skrrt)
Uh, I say, "Damn, baby, can you throw it in my section?" (Throw it in my-, uh)
She keep touching on me, she keep telling me I'm sexy (Telling me that I'm-)
Maybe it's my car, or my clothes, or my necklace (Baow, baow, baow, baow, baow)
Or maybe it's the way I rock 'n roll with my weapon (Gang)

[Outro]
Throw it my- (Throw it in my-)
In my- (In my-)
Ayy, ayy
Brrt, baow, baow, baow