Get Off My Rock - FIDLAR

Well, excuse me motherfucker, you’re on my block

Pack 'em up and ship 'em off the rock

You can park your car anywhere you want

But by the time you get back, I bet that shit’s ripped off

I can’t promise you that

But I promise I’ll be back with the sack that you asked

When you’re thinking about doing some stupid shit at my home

Remember, you’re on my rock

Get off my block

Get off my rock

Get off my rock

Get off my rock

There is only one way, and it embodies everything we have talked about.

It’s summed up in one word, «Aloha»

Fuck it, I need a cigarette

I need a bag of ice, I need some Heineken

And a boom box bumpin' out some real hood shit

And some Pakololo, grown local

What bada you?

Are we too local?

Are we too loco?

Are we too vocal?

When you’re on the beach reading some book that you bought

Remember, you’re on my rock

Get off my block

Get off my rock

Get off my block

Get off my rock

Bring it back down with some island shit

False crack a tourist and let’s steal their shit

And take 'em to my Unko that knows how to sell it

I wasn’t made, I was born like this

Big fuckin' deal if you get gentrified

Back in the day it was called colonized

When you’re on vacation tryna «find yourself»

Just remember to

Get off my rock

Get off my block

Get off my rock

Get off my block

Get off my rock

Get off my block

Get off my rock