ON THE ROCKS

Fresh
We here
D.C. stand up
Let's go
Check
Going hard with the wrist on a punk ass bitch
Been draining these fucking shots like Jordan in Game six
You saying you caught a body, but you did it for clicks
Them shots ain't hit nobody them shits was straight bricks (Uhn)
To be in this game you got to take some risks
You got to stay ten toes and you can't ever quit
If you doing this for fame you in the wrong business
And never sign nothing without your lawyer present
Yeah I spit game
Cause I'm a young winner
The young nigga
But I'm still ya father figure
Man too many times I would've lost it all (Lost it all)
Would've been gone if I ain't get the call (Get the call)
I got God with me my back against the wall (Against the wall)
But why he ain't tell me it was going to be this hard
Cause I been carrying this load since three years old
Too much riding on me
I might bust, I might explode
Now I'm macking on a bitch again
You fat and white like Michelin
The pen game immaculate
Got a crib by Calabasas shit
Bitch can't see me with a sonar
Fucking all these birds, now I work with Wendy from Ozark (Hmm)
I spoke this life into existence
I made a way
Despite, all the conditions (Yeah)
Had too many people trying to change up they positions
And half of them niggas still addicted to prescriptions
Damn

They on the rocks
They on the rocks
Man where we at though (Ok)
Chain hitting more than Floyd when he fought Canelo
It's a war dance and victory step
And just like Undertaker put a boot to your neck
Man y'all niggas can't make me sweat
Gave your girl a peace sign
I put two fingers in her then I left (Oh shit)
I been dancing on a beat since Breezy had a lisp
She got a nice lil ass, she keep the waist fit
She told me post me on the gram
I'd rather plead the fifth
Yeah I love me a winner she suck and never quit
Damn (Damn)
What a way to live
I got a girl in the military and she got a kid (Uhn)
She want more money to get more work
Now I got her sweating more than a hooker in church
Are you not entertained
Are you not entertained
Fresh I don't think they hear me man
I don't think they believe in me yet
Be real with yourself
Cut all the gimmicks
You all my JRs
And I'm killing you like abortion clinics
Dangerous game
When you loving on your enemies
A frenemy
No toy story
So there is no friend in me (Man)
In this life
Ain't nothing fucking free
That's why I gave her my black card and took her on a shopping spree
Nigga I'm determined
Nigga I'm the coldest
Imma be a legend
Nigga I'm too focused
On the rocks nigga
Pops like the cadillac magarita on the rocks
No salt
Yeah



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Writer(s): Amarr M. Wooten
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