Mr. Yung Roqit
Roqit
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It’s Mr Young Roqit Volume on thirty Every time that I slide through Bitch made Look away every time that I eye you Hunnid hounds Ready to bark at a hunnid clowns Built in your name I burn it down You don’t stay on this side you out of bounds Mr. Mr. Mr. Mr. Yung Roqit Mr. Mr. Mr. Mr. Yung Roqit Mr. Mr. Mr. Mr. Yung Roqit Mr. Mr. Mr. Mr. Yung Roqit NASA these vans cost bout three fifty Got em all white like what killed Whitney Pull up to my show your girl looking scimpy Just one more year I pull up in a Bentley Cause who I am they act like they ain’t feel me Lost in the night I’m wearing a ghilly Heating it up I sprinkle the chili Watching me move now got em all dizzy Who really spiting like me Step on the court with the tech in my fleece Shooting and shooting is popping like grease Yo shit is more worn than Vince carter knees Mr yung roqit got on the beat and chopped it Can’t leave leave the crib without that quac in my pocket Doin my thing no rap just talking Add up these numbers no mess up no caution It's Mr. Yung Roqit I drip in this manner Shine like a star man I got all the glamor Took on his girl now he pissy pamper Be in the school and they hating my grammar Running these numbers just because I'ma scammer Slide with the nine man I slide with the hammers Grip in my pocket and my closet hold hampers Touring the nation I stay in the camper It’s Mr Young Roqit Volume on thirty Every time that I slide through Bitch made Look away every time that I eye you Hunnid hounds Ready to bark at a hunnid clowns Built in your name I burn it down You don’t stay on this side you out of bounds Mr. Mr. Mr. Mr. Yung Roqit Mr. Mr. Mr. Mr. Yung Roqit Mr. Mr. Mr. Mr. Yung Roqit Mr. Mr. Mr. Mr. Yung Roqit Who on that speaker turn up the decibels Limping ‘cause I walk with all these decimals Way I’m going up soon they see me at festivals Taking my time but staying on schedule Hit the seen leave taped with no residue Burst out hallows way they be hitting you Heard one song I couldn’t even sit it through Big dawg you lil boys is minuscule You had on that hat and no call you out You talking and talking and reaching for clout Shit hit the fan and we gon see what you bout Behind your back we be talking in crowds God of this drip my shoes like a lake Walk on that water, bread imma break Drip Jesus in Egypt blood is gon' rain Just don’t think imma get any stains Going rounds bandolier on my body Hold too many rounds case I see an oppy High cal youngin catchem and off em Cup has been doubled with syrup for coughing Astronaut style my clothes be off-white Might cop me a Harley might cop me a bike Knew what it was soon I hoped on the mic Do it on an off day this shit really slight It’s Mr Young Roqit Volume on thirty Every time that I slide through Bitch made Look away every time that I eye you Hunnid hounds Ready to bark at a hunnid clowns Built in your name I burn it down You don’t stay on this side you out of bounds Mr. Mr. Mr. Mr. Yung Roqit Mr. Mr. Mr. Mr. Yung Roqit Mr. Mr. Mr. Mr. Yung Roqit Mr. Mr. Mr. Mr. Yung Roqit
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