Remble - Rocc Climbing lyrics

[Verse 1: Lil Yachty] They survive that spinnin' then they must be godly Know a ni**a pull up and serve them percs hoppin' off a Harley Got a hot foot, steppin' on sh*t light Q's I ain't pourin' no single lines, it's threes and twos You ni**as got fully suited to pull up and lose (Laudiano) This b*tch got fully booted, and said fu*k all her boos Pull up on me now, I need sloppy toppy I only speak on what I know, and baby I'm not that co*ky Bruh she focused on her bills up like she Chauncey The new coupe, the car sit low like it was a monte A lot these these instagram hoes look just like aunties She gon' sip the Hendog and be happy thottin' I'ma pull up on the opps, 'cause I know they plottin' Baby asked me for some boot, I got Doc Martens I'm on a different timing My b*tches like molly and coke, they be rock climbin' We don't never leave the house without handy appliance Richer than all my opps so they made an alliance [Verse 2: Remble] Boat, Remble Messed around and got richer than all my idols Putting safes in sleeper holds like I'm Roddy Piper Cashed my money in the bank, then won all my titles Yeah I'm happy with my girl but I want Blac Chyna Stepping in a new dorm shaking hands with rivals Heading to that blue wall, 'cause you have to fight him (Laudiano) Have the burner 'cause I heard that his jab was nicer Smith & Wesson, four five, for a forty niner I'm a known home wrecker, like Jerry Springer She told me that her name was Kia but here's the stinger I had her squirting on the bed with my middle fingers I hope you really don't believe that I want Blac Chyna Murder weapons in Bikini Bottom, you not gon' find 'em I'm finna ask you where you from and don't be lyin' I'm not the biggest one in here, but I tote a giant New additions to the others, lets go divide 'em When I take the Smith & off my hip you should go inside You pulled up without your burner, you chose to die You could be bouncin' out the car but you chose to drive It's Remble [Verse 3: Lil Yachty] Rolls Royces, Maybachs, I am not drivin' Thirty floors in the air, I am not hidin' On the patio off drugs, start to skydiving She said the boat was real, guess [?] was lyin' Mans be hangin' with the opps, he is not ridin' They inside full time, so they is not dyin' I'm not the one to be afraid if my family's behind me (Laudiano) Chainsaws and Kel-Tecs, uppin' Mary J Bligein' sh*t, I mean Lil Kimin' Dodgin' millimeter bullets bigger than Jessica Simpson b*tches givin' big head, like her chin crimson Behind her, two midgets, but her face, look like a Gremlin ni**as really not rappers, they just ramblin' I'm with Remble at the temple, rehearsin' scripters Buy the b*tch some new titties, upgrade her fixtures Still beat up her son dad, ni**a I'm the mister [Verse 4: Remble] I done been block to block in crocs and socks Bounce in the whip, co*k the Glock, then drop the top It's gonna be a long day if you watch the clock You can either put your hands down, or box the chop Um, is he getting put on at the park or not? Come on are you really put on? Lets just stop the cap Are you gonna get on when they start to clap? When it falls down, you will see how they start to act [Outro: Remble] Boat, Remble Make sure you recognize the difference from love and hate When it gets ugly with the johnnies, go jump the gate Told her I had my phone off for a couple days fu*k do you mean to ask me a double date Oh no don't take your pants off, I just want the face She said she's [?], can't even wait