How I Rock (Tooka Pack) Lyrics – King Von
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You know how I rock, I’m from that block, boy, I keep a Glock
One up top, pass it to my shorty, if the police hot
She a ***, she just suck me up, we up in your car
Crazy Story, that’s her favorite song, she sing it bar for bar
Audemar, I ain’t got one yet, I’ll prolly go tomorrow
I’m a star, that’s what mama told me, I was behind bars
When I stole that car, I ain’t go that far, just around the block
I picked up Top, we was bad as hell, foenem throwin’ rocks
Muwop and Joey, they had on flip-flops
My luck, folks ‘nem sellin’ P’s, they got the block locked
Popped up, unannounced, ***, I’m gon’ pop some
Stop frontin’, doin’ all that woofin’ and ain’t gon’ drop none
Drop some, everybody holler, “Von, drop somethin”
But I can’t, ’cause all the opps dead, it’s hard to drop somethin’
Smokin’ on this Tooka pack and it’s loud as ***
Foenem caught Tooka ass gettin’ off the bus
I know Tooka mad as hell, he probably tired of us
But when I die, find Tooka ass and I’ma beat ’em up
I *** ***, on some real ***, this the drill ***
And chill, ***, this the Kel-Tec, I push your *** back
And sit back, this the Hellcat, this *** go real fast
Ayy, who is that? He don’t look familiar, foenem *** his ass
Ain’t bill his ass
This that sneaky pack, it came from Trinidad
Ain’t come along, hell nah, boy, I be with Smith & Wess’
Hit his chest, if that *** run, *** it, hit his back
Can’t bring him back, now that *** trendin’ on the internet
You know how I move, I’m a fool, but I keep the tool
Stick and move when you was up in school
I was on the news, breakin’ the rules
Bullets hit his shirt, knock him out his shoes
Thought he was cool, but he got hit the worst
You know how I do
You know how I rock, I’m from that block, boy, I keep a Glock
One up top, pass it to my shorty, if the police hot
She a ***, she just suck me up, we up in your car
Crazy Story, that’s her favorite song, she sing it bar for bar
Audemar, I ain’t got one yet, I’ll prolly go tomorrow
I’m a star, that’s what mama told me, I was behind bars
When I stole that car, I ain’t go that far, just around the block
I picked up Top, we was bad as hell, foenem throwin’ rocks
I ain’t with the back and forth, no, I just can’t get into that
Get his loin, get him whacked, if he ain’t tap, we spinnin’ back
No, I don’t know Will Smith but I know ’bout the Men In Black
I know how that block work, I come straight from dealin’ ***
Dissin’ in them lyrics think it’s sweet, no he won’t ride for long
Throwin’ bullets Pat’ Mahomes, check the scope, we got it on
Chiraq always ride with chrome, .40 shells gon’ *** his dome
No need to stand over him, they know for a fact he gone
And I got this *** on fire, told her “Hide it or pass it on”
And your *** can vouch, been with the gang, we don’t cap in song
She want fame, she latchin’ on, gon’ blow me like a saxophone
Late night I might do one-sixty, swervin’ through the traffic cone
You know how I rock, I’m from that block, boy, I keep a Glock
One up top, pass it to my shorty, if the police hot
She a ***, she just suck me up, we up in your car
Crazy Story, that’s her favorite song, she sing it bar for bar
Audemar, I ain’t got one yet, I’ll prolly go tomorrow
I’m a star, that’s what mama told me, I was behind bars
When I stole that car, I ain’t go that far, just around the block
I picked up Top, we was bad as hell, foenem throwin’ rocks
Von
DJ on the beat so it’s a banger