Bratz (feat. Roc)

(Damn lil FCKBWOY! man you know that I be killing shit) Still tryna know if it's real Fucking with me, give her something to feel Love wasn't part of the deal The way that I'm talking, be giving her chills Put her ass up on the grill I'm eating her up for the thrills Never a tweaker, ain't popping no pills Applying that pressure, I stay on her heels She ready, she not sucking no dick, she a deady Tryna stay up, 5 nights like it's Freddy's If she bringing her friend then it's litty Drinking on Henny, she tryna get busy If they dropping a lo, then we up in the score You know that that clip bought at 50 That boy is a ho, send his ass to the store I want all my fries to be crispy That bitch on my phone, won't leave me alone She talking bout "Rocco, you miss me?" The answer is no, the f*ck of my phone Aint talking about hundreds and fifties The f*ck is you on? This bitch is too grown She wearing these dirty-ass Rickys We caught him alone, I'm clutching my Crome We hawk him and do him like Ricky Lit nigga, I turn up the city Got bitches, they showing they titties Blow her back and I'm pulling her Remy Double back, I be doing my Diddy Turn her up, now she calling me Timmy I told y'all I give her free crack like im Bobby If I show it, I blow it, no reason to tempt me Still tryna know if it's real Fucking with me, give her something to feel Love wasn't part of the deal The way that I'm talking, be giving her chills Put her ass up on the grill I'm eating her up for the thrills Never a tweaker, ain't popping no pills Applying that pressure, I stay on her heels Bitches, gold New designer clothes That's all my niggas know All it take to up the score Put a bag on your head like Giannis Put a bag on your head like Grove Keep a Rubi inside of the Rolls Send a pic when she using a rose When I hear he inside of the city When you catch him, you do him like Biggie Tell a nigga to keep it a buck Cause I know that that stick hold a 50 And I know that that boy sendin shots But none of them shits gonna hit me And I know that he been on the block That's why all my niggas keep spinning I know your nigga a goofy I know last night was a movie Yeah, bitch be showing they boobies I know she said that she love me But none of that shit doesn't move me Still tryna know if it's real Fucking with me, give her something to feel Love wasn't part of the deal The way that I'm talking, be giving her chills Put her ass up on the grill I'm eating her up for the thrills Never a tweaker, ain't popping no pills Applying that pressure, I stay on her heels Still tryna know if it's real Fucking with me, give her something to feel Love wasn't part of the deal The way that I'm talking, be giving her chills Put her ass up on the grill I'm eating her up for the thrills Never a tweaker, ain't popping no pills Applying that pressure, I stay on her heels Gang