i Hart Rok E
Life like this sure is great
Ha Ha Ha Ha Ha
They just got no clue, do they?
I don't
Want to fall for you again
I don't
Want to fall again
Pussy come in through the back door
I ain't gon' lie
I was ready with a glock
Steady talking 'bout all of his hoes
While he claiming that he's loyal
And he call his girl a thot
Remember back in 2020, eating junk food
Playing gta with no sense of thoughts
Depends on the mood if i text back
My bad if I ghost I be doing that a lot
Now it's the Tommy and Dersim and can't forget Rocki
Your girl left my room
Now her walk is all wonky
OG optimistic like Shrek when the donkey
I got my heart now i'm singing a songy
He gon' tweet a diss while he wearing a thongy
You use straps for pleasures I use it for oppies
Damn his ego high he be acting super cocky
Hot box the car roll the window down, foggy
Do all that talking
You do it for nothing man
Gonna hit the dash
Run from cops
Did the running man
2016 with the beam
I been stunning man
Gonna load the clip
Blow your brain
Ain't no video
Posting that she's yours
See a photo of a city hoe
Only ride with Grove thats 4L
You already know
I'm a loyal man
Keep my side hoes on the real low
(keep my side hoes on the real low)
"Is it too late right now?" That shit was wackity
Tryna blow up in this bitch like i'm Quackity
They run up on him
He's solo he lackity
That boy a homo i guess he a-
Hold on Hold on Hold on
It's 2022 man
You can't say that shit
You gon' get cancelled before you even make it
Oopsies
I forgot sorry
I forgot
Hop out the whip
We gon' meet in a lot
Brainy no violence
I never done fought
But if you get on us
Your ass gon' get shot
And I ain't talking 'bout a camera
Talkin' 'bout a gun extended clip that I carry on
I been hanging with the lamb or the llama that Mary on
Feeling like the Monster Bash cause this shit is a scary song
For the opps
Run up your hoe
Then we run up your block
Hit up the Sto'
There ain't aiming, take shot
I'm all out of option so switch up the flow
You already know how this shit gon' go
We gon' hit you in the back
Then we gon' pull up to your door
Get the passcode to your safe
Kill you we ain't catch a case
Pull up to the motherfuckin Donkey Race
Is that a thing?
Pull out my LG and search up on Bing
Shorty she want me, ain't getting no ring
Shorty gon' beg me for millions of things
She ain't gon get it though
Ha Ha Ha Ha Ha
They just got no clue, do they?
I don't
Want to fall for you again
I don't
Want to fall again
Pussy come in through the back door
I ain't gon' lie
I was ready with a glock
Steady talking 'bout all of his hoes
While he claiming that he's loyal
And he call his girl a thot
Remember back in 2020, eating junk food
Playing gta with no sense of thoughts
Depends on the mood if i text back
My bad if I ghost I be doing that a lot
Now it's the Tommy and Dersim and can't forget Rocki
Your girl left my room
Now her walk is all wonky
OG optimistic like Shrek when the donkey
I got my heart now i'm singing a songy
He gon' tweet a diss while he wearing a thongy
You use straps for pleasures I use it for oppies
Damn his ego high he be acting super cocky
Hot box the car roll the window down, foggy
Do all that talking
You do it for nothing man
Gonna hit the dash
Run from cops
Did the running man
2016 with the beam
I been stunning man
Gonna load the clip
Blow your brain
Ain't no video
Posting that she's yours
See a photo of a city hoe
Only ride with Grove thats 4L
You already know
I'm a loyal man
Keep my side hoes on the real low
(keep my side hoes on the real low)
"Is it too late right now?" That shit was wackity
Tryna blow up in this bitch like i'm Quackity
They run up on him
He's solo he lackity
That boy a homo i guess he a-
Hold on Hold on Hold on
It's 2022 man
You can't say that shit
You gon' get cancelled before you even make it
Oopsies
I forgot sorry
I forgot
Hop out the whip
We gon' meet in a lot
Brainy no violence
I never done fought
But if you get on us
Your ass gon' get shot
And I ain't talking 'bout a camera
Talkin' 'bout a gun extended clip that I carry on
I been hanging with the lamb or the llama that Mary on
Feeling like the Monster Bash cause this shit is a scary song
For the opps
Run up your hoe
Then we run up your block
Hit up the Sto'
There ain't aiming, take shot
I'm all out of option so switch up the flow
You already know how this shit gon' go
We gon' hit you in the back
Then we gon' pull up to your door
Get the passcode to your safe
Kill you we ain't catch a case
Pull up to the motherfuckin Donkey Race
Is that a thing?
Pull out my LG and search up on Bing
Shorty she want me, ain't getting no ring
Shorty gon' beg me for millions of things
She ain't gon get it though
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