Wow Freestyle
Jay Rock ft. Kendrick Lamar Lyrics

Ayy K. Dot
Yeah, yeah
Can we get it how we used to get it like when Top had the red charger?
Can we get it how we used to get it like when Top had the red charger?
Can we get it how we used to get it? (Trapadix)

Cap on, and I got racks on
Spent four nights in the country I like, then take my rich ass back home
Glow so bright, I could make moonlight
See this ain't like your pheromones Blew one, big gun, baritone
Who won? We won, yeah, holmes
We old school like Capitol
My old school made doctor note
My old school made hard knock
Black on black, my coupe and strap
I ain't balling on these hard top
I told y'all to call Top, now my number call blocked
I don't miss, I call shot
Hol' up, yeah, cap on
And I got racks on (and I got racks on)
And I produced that diesel, I could put Shaq on (I could put Shaq, ayy)
Nigga, your bitch gon' leave you, you ain't got a backbone (you ain't got, hol' up)
I don't rely on people, I just go and bread chase (whoa)
This so fucking dope, I might catch a fed case (whoa)
You ain't getting money, nigga, then you dead weight (whoa)
Got the drop on 'em, there he go, checkmate (whoa)
We go drop on 'em, y'all better play it safe (whoa)

Cap on, and I got racks on
Don't be bitter, your dope, they reconsider that shit, be stepped on
Eastside Johnny, way out that project building, I get my rep on
Fuck your feeling, no question, bitch, I kill it, I bring that check home
We old school like domino
My old school made lawyers know
My old school a match box
Black on black, bad bitch in the back, we ballin' on a hard top
Dot told y'all to call Top
Now my number call blocked
We don't miss, we call shots, swervin'
I pay 'em no mind because I curve 'em
She said I look way better in person
I told her I do better when I'm workin'
You scared motherfucker, go to churches

Right back in this bitch, take a flick
Hoe, what's happening (yeah), we don't politic
Money clip, like it's fashion (yeah)
Me and Rock go back like flipping mattresses
Me and Dot go back like knocking addresses
Cap on, cap on, drum hold thirty, no add-on
Lil' Man-Man, not the one to go bad on
Big kickstand fold out when you lack on
You ain't no man, you a mouse in a rat hole
I hold band, whole stack, that's factual
Called Big Ten on a island bashful
Fuck your plan, I'ma burn that castle
Fuck that clan, I'ma burn that task force
It's sick murder when I say go
Hoppin' out that van with a black ski mask and a great big burner when I say go
Man, I took my chance in the paint like that, let' see how further it might go
And it just might hurt you when I go
And my name might curse you when I go, bitch

God we trust
Fear no man, but in God we trust
Both palm in hand, prayin' I stay up
I know you try your best but it's not like us
Wow, oh, you say you got a bad one? (Wow)
Wow (wow), I can tell you never had one
Wow (wow), we back to back acting maney
Wow (wow), Eastside Johnny goin' stupid, stupid, stupid
Wow