StaySolidRocky - Phones lyrics
[StaySolidRocky - Phones lyrics]
On god! (On god)
She might need a
Tell a bitch, "Oh, no"
Something like Dikembe
Nine like Romo but I'm on my tough play
All I wear is Como, cut like a switchblade
Wonder why the folks so rough, then it hit me
Niggas want positions
Be switchin up in they feelings
Bitches getting ass big
Thick as fuck and they still lame
[?] generous but I feel played
Wait, hol' up, 5% the window
They can't see the clouds or
The smoke or extendo
I done made my whip folk in the rental
Think about my dawg
He got yolked at my girl folks
Ayy, like, I'm damned at my lil bro
Why the fuck I gotta show him
Songs on the jail phone
I done told her I can't hit
Her raw but I still do
I ain't tryna get the beef
Involved but I still blow
Ayy, like, I'm damned at my lil bro
Why the fuck I gotta show him
Songs on the jail phone
I done told her I can't hit
Her raw but I still fold
I ain't tryna get the beef
Involved but I still blow
Ah, they like damn, he got no cheese
I know that they talk down
Kinda like they know me
I'ma let the top down
Let her feel the cold breeze
Rocky, you so sick, you need socks
You got cold feet
I'ma leave the crib with the
Glock 'fore my soul leave
He was in the pic
He got cropped 'cause lil' bro leech
I was in mud with the ones who done broke me
I done spent my funds on the
Ones who done told me
I could never do what I does
Now I'm floating
I got everything that I want, it was slowly
Baby, you so sweet, make me rock
I got no teeth
Tell 'em boys, wait 'til, got a whole P
Ayy, like, I'm damned at my lil bro
Why the fuck I gotta show him
Songs on the jail phone
I done told her I can't hit
Her raw but I still do
I ain't tryna get the beef
Involved but I still blow
Ayy, like, I'm damned at my lil bro
Why the fuck I gotta show him
Songs on the jail phone
I done told her I can't hit
Her raw but I still fold
I ain't tryna get the beef
Involved but I still blow
She might need a
Tell a bitch, "Oh, no"
Something like Dikembe
Nine like Romo but I'm on my tough play
All I wear is Como, cut like a switchblade
Wonder why the folks so rough, then it hit me
Niggas want positions
Be switchin up in they feelings
Bitches getting ass big
Thick as fuck and they still lame
[?] generous but I feel played
Wait, hol' up, 5% the window
They can't see the clouds or
The smoke or extendo
I done made my whip folk in the rental
Think about my dawg
He got yolked at my girl folks
Ayy, like, I'm damned at my lil bro
Why the fuck I gotta show him
Songs on the jail phone
I done told her I can't hit
Her raw but I still do
I ain't tryna get the beef
Involved but I still blow
Ayy, like, I'm damned at my lil bro
Why the fuck I gotta show him
Songs on the jail phone
I done told her I can't hit
Her raw but I still fold
I ain't tryna get the beef
Involved but I still blow
Ah, they like damn, he got no cheese
I know that they talk down
Kinda like they know me
I'ma let the top down
Let her feel the cold breeze
Rocky, you so sick, you need socks
You got cold feet
I'ma leave the crib with the
Glock 'fore my soul leave
He was in the pic
He got cropped 'cause lil' bro leech
I was in mud with the ones who done broke me
I done spent my funds on the
Ones who done told me
I could never do what I does
Now I'm floating
I got everything that I want, it was slowly
Baby, you so sweet, make me rock
I got no teeth
Tell 'em boys, wait 'til, got a whole P
Ayy, like, I'm damned at my lil bro
Why the fuck I gotta show him
Songs on the jail phone
I done told her I can't hit
Her raw but I still do
I ain't tryna get the beef
Involved but I still blow
Ayy, like, I'm damned at my lil bro
Why the fuck I gotta show him
Songs on the jail phone
I done told her I can't hit
Her raw but I still fold
I ain't tryna get the beef
Involved but I still blow