Credits
PERFORMING ARTISTS
Roney
Performer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Tyrone Noel Smith, Phillip Bogumil Dyrda
Songwriter
Lyrics
[Verse 1]
.40 hammer on me, I'ma blast it
**** sleepin' on me, wake 'em up out of the casket
White and yellow gold, why my neck look like an omelette?
I'm like MJ and these **** Dennis Rodman
They just did okay, really they were not that poppin'
I'ma hit his block, walk off milly rockin'
I'm like MJ and these **** Dennis Rodman
They just did okay, really they were not that poppin'
[Verse 2]
Do you wanna be my rival?
My only competition is my idol
I'm killin' them, these **** suicidal
I live the double life, bustin' guns and readin' bibles
I pushed white, smoked green with a black gun
I'm gettin' bread, these **** pigeons, give 'em bread crumbs
I'm rockin' **** in my city, got a pretty drum
I'm shittin' on 'em, shittin' on 'em, Roney's takin' dumps
Check my lifestyle, check yours, don't compare it please
Roney, he will rock a man to sleep, don't get near to me
I'm always speakin' in the third person 'cause there's three of me
One's a dope boy, a rapper, other he jus' shootin' threes
I just run up on 'em, don't get close, screamin' "D.G.C"
I just run up on 'em, light 'em up like a Christmas tree
I heard gunshots in the south, didn't get no sleep
Really, I was broke the whole time that I lived in the P
[Verse 3]
.40 hammer on me, I'ma blast it
**** sleepin' on me, wake 'em up out of the casket
White and yellow gold, why my neck look like an omelette?
I'm like MJ and these **** Dennis Rodman
They just did okay, really they were not that poppin'
I'ma hit his block, walk off milly rockin'
I'm like MJ and these **** Dennis Rodman
They just did okay, really they were not that poppin'
[Verse 4]
These **** Dennis Rodman
I was like Dennis the Menace, now I rob mans
I'm top five in the city, you ain't top ten
The internet got me beefin' with a waste man
All my **** shootin', he was Curry, I was Harden
I get the drop, I wet 'em up like he has a garden
I was gettin' money last night, got you starvin'
Metal in his face, he look just like he's Dennis Rodman
Ever since I touched, never heard the opps walk in
When I'm on the net, all I hear is opps talkin'
I am not a teacher but I stay with the chalk stick
If I ever run into that boy, I'ma chalk him
I was downtown of the 6 with the basses
Gettin' bands, you were family man, like you Raymond
All these **** babies, someone put 'em in a playpen
I f he movin' shady, trailer trash 'em like he Eminem
[Verse 5]
.40 hammer on me, I'ma blast it
**** sleepin' on me, wake 'em up out of the casket
White and yellow gold, why my neck look like an omelette?
I'm like MJ and these **** Dennis Rodman
They just did okay, really they were not that poppin'
I'ma hit his block, walk off milly rockin'
I'm like MJ and these **** Dennis Rodman
They just did okay, really they were not that poppin'
[Verse 6]
These **** Dennis Rodman
I'm MJ, Scotty Pippin with the long fifth
I don't really rate the process
I"m still gettin' money on the corner with the hotheads
These **** Dennis Rodman
I'm MJ, Scotty Pippin with the long fifth
I don't really rate the process
I'm still gettin' money on the corner with the hotheads
Written by: Tyrone Noel Smith, Phillip Bogumil Dyrda

