Rocky

I don't sip lean, I'm the plug for the "fake" Wok
You got fake robitussin in your cup, boy that's fake pop
Boy yo' ass ain't even really in the streets, you got fake opps
Caught him lacking with a fake Amiri shirt, and a fake watch
Alright I see this lil nigga problem, he ain't get bullied enough
The money can't fit in pants 'cause the fully is tucked
If you search my car, ain't gon' find nothing but bullets and dumps
I'm like Rocky Balboa in the store 'cause I fully can punch

Trackhawk when I stab off 'cause I hate cops
Fucked my cougar bitch in her son bed in a tank top
I don't sip lean, I'm the plug for the "fake" Wok
That's fake hot
Pour it in your cup and it's straight drop
Straight mops
We got red beams and the green beams
Caught a nigga at the dinner table eating string beans
Feeling like an army veteran 'cause I dun seen things
Fucked an Asian bitch, man I think her name was Ling Ling
Or Ling Lang, anyways nigga I dun seen thangs
Knew your shit was fake, boy this nigga got a green chain
What the fuck
You will never catch me without pistols tucked
If I hit you with it, boy you finna get your titties tucked
Pause that
Yeah bitch I'm a gangster and all that
Used to hit niggas to borrow money, they ain't call back
Now the dog shit coming in and it's all fat
Dog man, they should come and give a nigga dog bags

Rocky Balboa, imma beat the fuck out of you
If I catch you flashing all that shiny shit, then I'm robbing you
I ain't got a problem with you nigga, but this choppa do
If I hit you with it, they gon' be pulling bullets out of you
Yeah that's my bitch, but I heard she was your mama too
Beat the fuck out a nigga, I go back if I forgot a tooth



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Writer(s): Malachi Patterson
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