Moshpit

By Rot Ken

Released on September 16, 2022

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[Intro]

(XJay)

(Oh Lord, jetson made another one)


[Chorus']

Choppa' make him dance like it's a mosh pit

I shoot like Dennis Rodman

Step on him, we miss his partner

I can't use the regular clip

I need a switch, I got a problem

Ima shoot it till it click

Don't worry about me just shoot your target

She can't come into my field

That bitch a groupie and i'm bothered

You hang with him, you get hit too

1600, 32, I thought I landed on the moon

I nutted then she ate it up

She peanut butter Reese's cup

I don't like niggas, choppa gon' fight with em'


[Verse 1: Rot Ken]

Ballin' like im Mike Williams

She callin, I can't vibe with her

We trappin through the side window

We caught him, that's another victim

Run around with the Drac, go ahead and go get em

It's a lot on my plate, and i'm just tryna' finish

Got yo bitch in my face, she was thinkin' she my sister

Put a dick and a drum on that bitch

But "No Homo" though, Glock with a scope

She said she want some dope

Told my choppa that I miss her

It say "I miss you most"

She got glasses like she Velma

I put it in her throat

Fuck a baller, im a center, Ima' pick and roll

Fuck a call, im finna' go and get him

Wood and Drac, no splinters

Nigga's copying my flow, no printer

Heart cold as December

That's my twin but I wasn't born with him

I know orange dealers

Bullets flying through the night, it look like swarms hit em'


[Chorus']

Choppa' make him dance like it's a mosh pit

I shoot like Dennis Rodman

Step on him, we miss his partner

I can't use the regular clip

I need a switch, I got a problem

Ima shoot it till it click

Don't worry about me just shoot your target

She can't come into my field

That bitch a groupie and i'm bothered

You hang with him, you get hit too

1600, 32, I thought I landed on the moon

I nutted then she ate it up

She peanut butter Reese's cup

I don't like niggas, choppa gon' fight with em'


[Verse 2: Anti Da Menace]

Ima' make this choppa stripe

We get the drop, we spin the night

My young nigga be so thieving, grab that glizzy steal your life

Bet not catch him out of bounds

Jumped in that water, almost drowned

These switches do some magic tricks

You play with me, we run shit down

Got Givenchy on my shirt, bitch I got better

I'm the Devil, write that letter

Fuck that bitch, I tried to help her

I put her boyfriend on a stretcher

He didn't die, that boy survived

But that boy on Channel 5

Just like Chucky, come and play I want to catch his friends outside


[Bridge: Anti Da Menace]

Bitch talk to me like a man

I got bands stuffed in my pants

I swear this shit might make me dance

Heard them niggas in a group, time to step on all they clan

Spin again, blood bath

This shit get easier than some math


[Chorus']

Choppa' make him dance like it's a mosh pit

I shoot like Dennis Rodman

Step on him, we miss his partner

I can't use the regular clip

I need a switch, I got a problem

Ima shoot it till it click

Don't worry about me just shoot your target

She can't come into my field

That bitch a groupie and i'm bothered

You hang with him, you get hit too

1600, 32, I thought I landed on the moon

I nutted then she ate it up

She peanut butter Reese's cup

I don't like niggas, choppa gon' fight with em'