RockaFella lyrics

[Intro]
RockaFella, foreva
Jelly you want one?

[Verse 1]
This sh*t hella hard, one four seven god
Swipe a n*gga b*tch like credit card, debit card
Certified trap n*ggas still doin hella fraud
Rob who take what ???
50s on 50s I can merch dat swear to god
Sleeping on the floor wit rats an roaches it was neva odd
Free my brotha Melly even tho I know it was mellin hard
I done sent Jakepay, Pelipost an a card
I be in the studio an I ain't know where to start
I might get a striker for the low n go n sell a part
Send a low downtown, hoes don't know where to park
2020 Hellcat, growl like 7r
Who that lil n*gga wit the gold teeth seven card?
f*ckin on a bad set a twins you can't tell apart
Pray I never have a heart attack I got hella heart

[Verse 2]
Who's that peekin in my window? (snap snap)
Putcho blick down da my kinfolk
They ain't here to get smoke, they jus here to get smoked
Know I keep a di*k in a blick like a b*tch throat
I might, pull up on my PO in a mincoat
Half these broke n*ggas broke cuz they think broke
Hate wakin up late an my b*tch been woke
Nappy head, gold teeth hangin round rich folk
50 shot Draco, hand-me-down trenchcoat
[Interlude]
b*tch ass n*gga wus happenin
Y'all n*ggas ain't know the craw
On my kids
Or I air dis b*tch out right now
Put my money on deck n*gga
f*ck you talkin bout boy
b*tch?
b*tch!

[Verse 3]
Ay, semi drop miniman
Felt it in my soul back when 50 drop Miniman
Six n*ggas strapped in a soccer mom minvan
Drums going off like a Yamaha hitta man
Yuh, ambulance get em in
Cut a homie 24/7 ??? wit scissor hands
I done ran off on a plug for my n*ggas man
Takin from the rich for the poor like Peter Pan
Give my uncle Mill a Coor Light he gone be the pan
In the trap playing more life I'm a decent man
All these young n*ggas do is rob, ion see the plan
Gotta be a ??? take a job as a decent man
Dese n*ggas gone fold when dey end up wit a weaker hand

[Outro]
Woo, woo
RockaFella, foreva
Money!