Bolt

Yeah, I'm feelin' like (how ya' feelin' like?) I'm feelin' like, I'm feeling like Roc Roc, Roc Roc, yeah uh I feel like I got me a Roc chain way these ma' fuckin' rocks swing All of my dogs live the thug life they should call us the Pac gang Nah, all of my dogs bleed the same blood, baby, I got my own name Yeah, I made my own damn label, I make my own fame Uh-huh, I'm running up the money crazy Saints C, are you sane? Are you sane? I'm locked in like a bolt When the light strike my chain, ma' fucka', that shit bling like a bolt Yeah, the Sizzler like Usain, like Usain, yeah yeah Bolt This something you can't hold (go, go, go!) Still kicking it up in the danger zone, boy this ain't the pop scene Yeah, most of my old homies shook ones, they ain't take that walk with me Yeah, if you weren't there in the mud, how you gon' split this guap with me? All I know, Reggie a real one God, take care of his papa, please I don't know what I would do, if I ain't have this crew I don't know what I would do, if I ain't find that stu I don't know what I would do, if these hoes weren't so good to me Let's make a lap to the bank, cause I'm paying all cash for this ma' fuckin' jewelry Quit the buffoonery, you ain't this cool degree, rocking designer with 23's I've been this fresh since a boy was in school, way before all the truancy I was that kid in the school zone, having two phones When the feds confiscated for investigation, I was still flipping like Juke oh Throw it up, throw it up, puke oh Let me know what they gon' do, though Throw it up, throw it up, puke Let me know what they gon' do I feel like I got me a Roc chain way these ma' fuckin' rocks swing All of my dogs live the thug life they should call us the Pac gang Nah, all of my dogs bleed the same blood, baby, I got my own name Yeah, I made my own damn label, I make my own fame Uh-huh, I'm running up the money crazy Saints C, are you sane? Are you sane? I'm locked in like a bolt When the light strike my chain, ma' fucka', that shit bling like a bolt Yeah, the Sizzler like Usain, like Usain, yeah yeah Bolt This something you can't hold (go, go, go!) I feel like I got me a Roc chain way these ma' fuckin' rocks swing All of my dogs live the thug life they should call us the Pac gang Nah, all of my dogs bleed the same blood, baby, I got my own name Yeah, I made my own damn label, I make my own fame Uh-huh, I'm running up the money crazy Saints C, are you sane? Are you sane? I'm locked in like a bolt When the light strike my chain, ma' fucka', that shit bling like a bolt Yeah, the Sizzler like Usain, like Usain, yeah yeah Bolt This something you can't hold (go, go, go!)