THE ROCK

My bitch get real freaky when she off that Pinot Grigi
Give me top, ain't no ZZ
Give her dick, you give her PP
Pause, stop, like you see me on the TV
Best believe I get the guap at my leisi
Pockets cheesy, I receive it by the block
Need a squeegee for my watch, no time for greasy lil' thots
This shit easy like Parcheesi
Boy I'm coming for your spot, pussy creamy
Got that WAP, my neck is freezing but I'm hot
Can you smell what I've been cooking
Boy I swear that I'm The Rock

You a flop, your bitch a bop
Oh, now they feel me like a cop
My whole city on my back, no wonder why I got these knots
I'ma pop, just sit and watch
Like I'm Rice Krispy's out the box
I got fans, I got opps
Both just wanna see me drop

Get the mop, you peep the drip
You talk a lot, I plead the fifth
That pussy pop, I took a sip
She drop her top like it's a whip
Won't never stop, til' my garage
Look like a fuckin' dealership
Pops and Ma can both retire
Maybe then, nope, not a bit

I don't miss like I'm Mike Trout
Hits never strike out
Wrists fully iced out
Bitch, what the hype bout?

Uh, sike pal
But my balance like wow
Obi-Wan's my style
I ain't a kin, I got the high ground
Who you like now?
I'm a vibe, now they hype now
Homie pipe down, your bitch get piped down
Oh, she your wife now?
These rappers bite down
On what I write now, I keep my sights up
And when I turn the lights down

My bitch get real freaky when she off that Pinot Grigi
Give me top, ain't no ZZ
Give her dick, you give her PP
Pause, stop, like you see me on the TV
Best believe I get the guap at my leisi
Pockets cheesy, I receive it by the block
Need a squeegee for my watch, no time for greasy lil' thots
This shit easy like Parcheesi
Boy I'm coming for your spot, pussy creamy
Got that WAP, my neck is freezing but I'm hot
Can you smell what I've been cooking
Boy I swear that I'm The Rock



Credits
Writer(s): Carter Britz, Roger Ramos
Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com

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