Fuck Rock Bottom ft. Colt Cassidy Lyrics

Kick it with yo kinfolk

Gamecube and indo

Niggas in my business so i caught him by the red nose

Play a nigga like he six four Nintendo

When shit get suspenseful

Gotta keep it real

Let these niggas know I'm the man of steele

Kicking in yo doe

With the smith & forty-four

I'm popeye on the spinach

I'm harry with the quidditch

Coming for my gang and I'm coming for your fitted

Find out where he living

Catchem in the kitchen

Imma keep it shh cause the feds always listen

Bobby told you dat

Is Wunna gonna rat

Imma keep it shh cause it's all under wraps

Like turkey out the oven

Imma stuff his muffin

If you think I'm bluffing

Just up it at the function

Then we'll see whos ducking

I ain't never running

I'm running outta options

So put me inna coffin

Leave my momma sobbing

Little brothers get to robbing

Ganged up or mobbing

Hung or in jail

If i don't prevail

My soul i'll sale

Or go out stale

Fuck that

Gotta get my bucks back

Get a bigger buck stack

Then triple up and fourth that

Split it with my Rugrats

Caddy or a boat shack

Where i count my coats at

Where Andy might be coach at

Got him in his coach hat

Bitch

Hey fishy

What wit de

Ras clat

Knotty boi dem

Off em

Send em da poppa

Blem

Send to the doctor

They don't want no problem

Pls don't start the violence

Cause I can't get it rowdy

If you bouta hoe

I wasn't particularly

Raised for it

But you Niggas

Been asking

So I had to go brad on it