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ROKK

 

ROKK


Blick
Bleh
34
Ha

Bands, stuck
Bag it up
Nigga get to close, bet that Glock back it up (Bah, bah, bah)
Ratchets, thotties, baddies, fuck
Can't be like these simp ass niggas out here who tryna cuff
Pounds, gas, grams, dope
Nigga wanna be an opp to me, an enemy he get smoked
Sticks, blickies, dicks
Keep that shit on my bed
Toting what I tote (Blick)
Jacket, pockets, bank, big, O's
Ain't nun' but O's
O's, O's, O's, O's, O's, O's, O's, O's

Baddies, cats, trash right out the lot (Lot)
Bags, full of drugs and cash out the spot (Hoo, spot, out the spot)
Real rockstar, traphouse full of rocks
Rock, rock, rock, rock, full of rock
Rock, rock, rock, rock, rock, rock, rock
Full of rock, rock, rock, rock (How I rock)

Double C Chanel but I tripled up the racks (For real)
Pouring up a four, I done conjured up that act (Ugh)
Had to curve a hoe I hit before, can't hit her back (Back)
Crossed out every nigga who tried to stab me on my back (Back, back, back)
Fucked 'bout every hoe, swear she wouldn't let me clap (Woo)
Please don't run up on me, PTSD get you wacked (Brrt, brrt)
Don't ever say you know me, talking loud we go way back (Uh uh)
Never been the same ever since I lost Matt (Matt)
Been had rank got my stripes, you get signed (Been had it)
Been broke the bank, you gon' die tryna touch mine (Mine)
Y'all gon' go broke tryna keep up with my guys
Murder what she wrote, I need a bitch who shooting slime
I don't want a friendly bitch who out here being kind (Nuh uh)
Archive Rick, Archive Number (N)ine
I don't like [?] Undercover over my boxers (Uh uh)
And I don't fuck with nobody, that's just how I rock

Rock, rock, rock, that's just how I rock
Rock, rock, that's just how I rock
Rock, rock, that's just how I rock
Rock, rock, that's just how I rock
Rock, rock, that's just how I rock
Rock, rock, that's just how I rock
Rock, rock, that's just how I rock
Rock, rock, that's just how I rock

Bands, stuck
Bag it up
Nigga get to close, bet that Glock back it up (Bah, bah, bah)
Ratchets, thotties, baddies, fuck
Can't be like these simp ass niggas out here who tryna cuff
Pounds, gas, grams, dope
Nigga wanna be an opp to me, an enemy he get smoked
Sticks, blickies, dicks
Keep that shit on my bed
Toting what I tote (Blick, bah)
Jacket, pockets, bank, big, O's
Ain't nun' but O's
O's, O's, O's, O's, O's, O's, O's, O's

done

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