Rocky (Freestyle)

I roll a blunt while I do my adlibs
Money Missions
Food
I see you as food
Shoutout my nigga Blizz man O G
That's a real one right there T T Jairi no sleep
Wake up
Bake up
Bitch go get your makeup
Go whip my cake up
Go get my steak hot
Hold on slow down

Hold on pop a pill I'm chilling
Feeling High
Lil bitch I'm in the sky
I'm a wise guy
T T he might be a spy
Oh shit
Why that guy so fly
Oh shit
He got a brick
He might flip that shit
He gone make it stick
Fish sniff that shit
How it smell yo
How it feel yo
That lil bitty hoe
Use me like a dildo

Ten fold that's stacks in my pants
Do my dance
Lil boy
I might make you prance
I'm a advance
Quick with a stick
Do do do let it rip
Freestyles in the stew
YDN on the sticks
He might mix it with a iPhone headphone
Just because we know we fucking bring it home
That's that guap nigga
We got them sticks nigga
Fucking let it rip nigga
I don't ever stick nigga
I just might contemplate
But that's cause I don't hate
You a bitch nigga
I'm straight
I had to wait I contemplate
I mitigate I meditate
Nigga got them flows yo
Who that is
T T Jairi he don't sleep yo

He in the six
Watching from your six
Steady with the sticks
Pang Pang
That's that shit he smoking
Bang Bang Bang
From that shit that he be toking
I'm lazy on the flow
Going brazy on the flow
That's your bitch
Why she sucking dick
Why she doing this
Cause I'm lit
Yeah T T with shit
Yeah T T what the shit fuck that shit
I'm still flowing with the shit

Contemplating on my brick
Should I fucking move it
Or just let it sit
Oh shit
Insomniac insomniac
Moving with a gat
Rolling on some stinky
Sticky yucky uh
Why you do that
Please don't come up here with that strap
I might flow upon my adlib
This beat is so tragic
I think T T just dirtied it
He in that bitch no lubricant
Come on let's get it
Come on let's get it



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Writer(s): Chad Dickson
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