Roc lyrics

[Intro]
Yea I'm talkin' bout that money n*gga (talkin' bout that money n*gga)
Yea we uhh, druggin' up you know, everything
P.Y.T Mixtape, you know, it's that based sh*t (it's that based sh*t)
Yes
Yea, we still on these n*gga's heads and on there neck
You know what I mean, we ain't playin with em'
We're talkin' bout: it's that P.Y.T mixtape boy
Yea, it's Lil B, yea, yea, yea, it's your boy Lil B

[Verse]
My n*ggas poppin' guns with the leadwork
Brand new AK, you gon need a sweatshirt (sweatshirt)
Put you on the news b*tch, what's your favorite network?
G4 flights, you know about my net worth
pus*y ass n*gga's don't scare me, dare me
I'm ridin' with the roc, you would think I'm Memphis Bleek
P.Y.T mixtape n*gga
Still sip syrup, long strokes in the river (river)
I might just serve it (serve it)
Take you to the ghetto (to the ghetto)
Slide up like hello (yes)
Can't talk now, this is not in my schedule (you feel me)
Them boy talk about me but they not on my level (nah)
I'm tryin' to get it in with my skyline bezel (skyline bezel)
Sittin' at the loft with my mind on cheddar (mind on chedder)
n*gga's try ta plot, (yea) it's Def Jam Vendetta (detta)
I'm going all out, (out) hammers like terminator (bam)
San fransisco 49er and I'm a oakland raider
You feel me, (yes) b*tch I'm seein' paper
Fake people out here smile, with the devil's grin
n*gga got traumatized, (P.Y.T) how the f*ck you gon win?
n*gga's say I never sing, but I don't believe em' though (uh uh)
n*gga's can't say I'm not from my city though
Last thing on my mind, hood game, small time (small time)
n*gga's gettin' locked up, out here for sellin' dimes
Say he got a manager, (damn) but he out here sellin' dimes
Most n*gga's sellin' dreams', n*gga I can't waste my time
A lot of n*ggas still young
Real old, tryna stay up on top, like a nympho (damn)
Chest got wet up, like a nympho (damn)
I'm comin' with that M4
The gun that I tote make cowboys jealous (jealous)
Got the same line (yes) that I had forever
pus*y n*gga
[Outro]
P.Y.T mixtape you know
It's your boy Lil B
Pretty Young Thug sh*t
I'm still thugging out you feel me
And that's how feel about it
That's how we feel about the sh*t, you feel me
Like I said, P.Y.T, Pretty Young Thug mixtape
Ain't nobody f*ckin with Lil B
Rawest rap, you know rawest rapper alive
Thugged the f*ck out b*tch
P.Y.T Mixtape
Welcome to this sh*t, you know
Welcome to the board, you feel me
Shouts out to Philidelphia
Shouts out to virginia, what it do VA, ya
Shouts out Miami, the whole 9
Milwaukee, what it do
Shouts out Ohio, (you feel me) what it do
Shouts out Kansas, you feel me
Shouts out, Nebraska (shouts out nebraska)
I'm still thuggin' like I said
P.Y.T mixtape n*gga
Pretty Young Thug
It's your boy Lil B
Yes