Rock Boy

Flow game sick Top boss of bosses Right now yall lames like trains on a track Yall falling off it Its quite a view like ya lady cheeks And punk im aiming for the throne No baby seats You or ya man get it We sending shots at ya hea Ny style like a rude boy yankie fitted Like bottle drinks wit no sip in it Ya ship sinking Foul smell like fish stinking hey Same room wit me Man thats torture Might pipe ya daughter Maybe abortions N who need goons dun to get at you Heaters make plenty fold To sweep like a clean up crew ya dig Putting up Thats numbers like a box office This twat swollen Going be hard to keep my cock off it And wit the cash made going spend All in it Game be my light or dark skinned ms piggy Pull this thing to the side See wut she working wit Her head down packed Tell by the way that she jerking it And just incase aint really tryna date the chick Her drinks slip some pills in it Aint looking for a case Just wanna peel on it Im pau tall Nigga yall five four And im the shit Deep hill piled on So spectacular And something like a bachelor So once i get to plucking Chicks quacking like im daffy duck Big spenders I ball You just a under grad Lets talk cash So far up my ass doing the running man And aint no prick here can hold me Money slicker than gold teeth Pouring like nose bleeds Ya dig Im a hot boy Jewels out rock boy Looking for to pop raw Her tubes tied twat boy Im a hot boy And you not a hot boy Lifting up the weights wit no spots boy Im a hot boy Tooly out rock boy Tunes full stocked boy Jewels out rock boy Im a hot boy Games i am not for it Reaching for a piece of that pie boy Home boy been taught to floss Got the game on a leash Tight grip Like ya boy bout to walk the dogs Now hold a scale like you weighing something My rate way up there Still lames they sell And aint saying nothing Im the antidote Spit flames from the cantaloupe If a chick aint know I make em moan till their panties soaked She feeling on me like chest rubs N bet i leave her laying flat Like i decked her She a snoozer On the real Im on a whole nother level man Get ya whole team canned Ya team in the quick sand And switching up styles like im bipolar All for that green Like back yards Thats a fly yoda Now beating me Thats a tad bit far fetched Nigga yall pets Thats untrained Thats a hard stretch And the only way i fall short if i flat line Like trips to the beach Im on this bitch like a tan line Im a beast Wild pit Yall poodle food Thirst for cudos dude Turn yall brains into noodle soup Homie im fit No slim fast Man is you kidding Suckas for love Ya like whipped ass Rather hit the strip club Her booty clapping I might spend it on her Next we hit the telly Getting naked Smacking bellies wit her Now the mommy call me long pipe Get hit when on sight Get ya wet on a off night Im a hot boy Jewels out rock boy Looking for to pop raw Her tubes tied twat boy Im a hot boy And you not a hot boy Lifting up the weights wit no spots boy Im a hot boy Tooly out rock boy Tunes full stocked boy Jewels out rock boy Im a hot boy Games i am not for it Reaching for a piece of that pie boy