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How Im Rockin Lyrics
- Genre:Hip Hop & Rap
- Year of Release:2023
Lyrics
I can't speak up on nobody else, but I know how I'm rockin
Dissin on the gang that get you nailt we shots to ya noggin
Say I did her bad and how she felt, I don't know, ask about it
Put the last one up on a shelf and now his potna hiding
Walking shit all on the beat, tell me who can fuck with me
You say that lil' boy over they, man that boy look up to me
when she down, they at the bottom, swear that she look up to me
I can't take y'all lil' boys serious, y'all niggas be ducking me
How the fuck you say that you a stoner, but be ducking smoke
Fuck that shit, just hang yourself, somebody give that boy to rope
He can't make this shit up, baby Draco hanging out his coat
I can't make this shit up, Kushyiondo walkin any flow
Tell yah put his shit up, show that boy that he really a ho
All I gotta say is one thing and I know Honcho on go
Pussy niggas talking on the net catch dem boys at the store
301, not tatted on my neck, but stand on it for sure
I can't never let the gang down, trying to run up a band
Kushyiondo is a beast, might tat that shit up on my hand
No I'm not, I'm just playing, but I'm really saying
I'ma walk on any beat and ain't nobody give a hand
I'ma walk on any beat like a toddler playing in sand
And to keep it real, I can't care less about what that lil' boy saying
Why even worry about his plan when Kushioo the man
And I got opps bumping my music, know them boys a fan
Know that I'm gon' stand out like put your hand out
How the fuck you talking crazy, boy go pull a band out
I know she think about me daily cause bitch im the man now
And she just wanna have my baby cause that bitch is fanned out
Yo young niggas they fucking lazy, they don't ever spin out
I can't speak up on that lady, but he throw your can out
Smoking gas, yeah I be faded, I can't feel my hand now
And we already know your situation, put your hand down
I can't speak up on nobody else, but I know how I'm rockin
Dissin on the gang, that get you nailt, we send shots to ya noggin
Say I did her bad and how she felt, I don't know, ask about it
Put the last one up on the shelf and now his potna hidin