Old Rocky lyrics

[Post-Chorus]
They say I'm mean, but the flow nice
Because I’m me, I get a hoe twice
One n*gga, one b*tch, 'cause I both like
If this rap don't pop, I’mma ghost write

[Verse 1]
Titties all real, they ain't big, but they sit up n*gga
pus*y wetter than his chain and I don't dig up n*gga's
I don't care about a name, like I ain't been up n*gga
I ain't worried 'bout a lame, I could’ve been up n*gga’s

[Pre-Chorus]
I got b*tches in my business gettin' they press on
How b*tches in my lead? I’m gettin' 'em stepped on
f*ckin' over b*tches, ain’t talkin' 'bout strap-ons
He can't get my numbеr, I give him the trap phone
Until hе get some money ain't turning it back on
N*gga's still broke 'cause most of 'em stack wrong
I don't go on dates, the f*ck if your cash long
Get my pus*y ate while massaging his backbone

[Verse 2]
I was getting head while I was blowin' on a 'wood
I was high as f*ck but that sh*t had me wetter
I live on the edge and I still live in the hood
But I don't give a f*ck 'cause ain't a b*tch did sh*t better
[Chorus]
I, think it's something you should know
Can't a b*tch f*ck with me, keep dreaming some more
I, think it's something you should know
My old n*gga's still callin', can't hit it no more

[Verse 3]
Nails stay done and my toes match
I don't f*ck or make love, sh*t, I soul snatch
I don't care what b*tches doin', that's a known fact
And I ain't talkin' 'bout a wig when I say "whole cap"
I do not gang bang 'cause that sh*t ain't for me
Grindin' hard every day 'cause I can spend my money
Give a f*ck what she paid, 'cause the b*tch still ugly
My old hoe get no play, but the b*tch still love me
Yeah, I done lost count, can't tell you the tats
And I ain't bust a sweat for this chain on my neck (god damn)
b*tches talk in group chats, that still ain't direct
'N Motherf*ck a blue check 'less it come with some cash
I drink Patron and I get lit when I'm smackin' her ass
A Westside cool b*tch and makin' em mad
I get a hunnid every track, just rappin' my ass
I lost two friends back to back, that sh*t got me bad
(Yeah) I'm still out here thuggin' either way
Still out here movin' every day
I, cannot, beef with a lil' b*tch
'Specially when you bring it to her, now it's lil' sh*t
I'm a ghetto ass b*tch, the f*ck is the secret
Even helped some n*gga's out if you want me to keep it
Block a hater, f*ck the comment, no need to delete it
So you can see who all di*ksucking the longer you keep it
[Chorus]
I, think it's something you should know
I'm still the real B, f*ck a sl*t thought
I, think it's something you should know
And it's still two D's, f*ck the tough talk
I, cannot, beef with a lil' b*tch
'Specially when you bring it to her, now it's lil' sh*t
I, cannot, beef with a lil' b*tch
'Specially when you bring it to her, now it's lil' sh*t

[Post-Chorus]
They say I'm mean, but the flow nice
Because I'm me, I get a hoe twice
One n*gga, one b*tch, 'cause I both like
If this rap don't pop, I'mma ghost write

[Pre-Chorus]
I got b*tches in my business gettin' they press on
How b*tches in my lead? I'm gettin' 'em stepped on
f*ckin' over b*tches, ain't talkin' 'bout strap-ons
He can't get my number, I give him the trap phone
Until he get some money ain't turning it back on
N*gga's still broke 'cause most of 'em stack wrong
I don't go on dates, the f*ck if your cash long
Get my pus*y ate while massaging his backbone
[Outro]
I drink Patron and I get lit when I'm smackin' her ass
b*tches talk in group chats, that still ain't direct
I drink Patron and I get lit when I'm smackin' her ass
A Westside cool b*tch and makin' em mad