Rocky’s Song

[Verse 1: Phil Fresh]
I’m on the mic cos I’m tryna get bread
My shit is smooth like butter, ain’t no other ahead of me
You’re scared of me, I’m in your girls head and she
Wants to do the damn thing repeatedly
With me, take a whiff of me yo I’m the shit
But I wonder why I'm so damn clean and fresh
Emphasise it, bold, underline it
You can try and pull it off but you’ll be wasting your time man
And speaking of I think that right ‘bout now
She just packed up all your shit and left it outside the house
So I’ll hit you with the Wonka, that’s “Good day sir”
Quit talking to my girl cos she, don’t wanna hear
I tell her that I love her if no one’s there
She calls me too sweet, and I'm like duh
Had to come and talk to you when I saw that hair
She asks me “What now?” so I go to her ear and tell her

[Chorus 1: Phil Fresh]
We had to dip out the back
We ain’t gotta chill, just show me where it’s at
I know you wanna get it and I wanna get it too
Well let me tell you, I ain’t like no other dudes
You see me coming through, eyes on me
And if you got a man, Imma tell him kindly
Know that I’m the shit, know I’ll take your (hey)
So if you bring your girl you know she’s getting that Aaaaahhhhhhh

[Verse 2: Kwame]
Yo yo, it's “Mr. Steal Your Girl”
Hair all fluffy man, can't you see the curls
Greatest thing in the whole world
Had a listen to your shit god damn it made me hurl
I tell her bring it back like Lebron's hairline
I must be skating on these niggas cause I'm on my grind
Transform into a beast call that Optimus Prime
And they still getting sour all because I'm up in the lime?
Switch the flow it was getting kinda old
All this ice round my neck got me feeling real cold, get the Theraflu I'm so sick I need chicken soup
Four doors more whores, man I do that in a coupe
Wait tell me who are you? Ain’t nothing that you gonna do
I go dumb I act a fool, blood game like suwooop
Flow mean I'm so cruel, ain't nothing you gonna do
And I still get credit from these niggas and I finished school

[Chorus 2: Kwame]
We had to dip out the back
We ain’t gotta chill, just show me where it’s at
I know you wanna get it and I wanna get it too
Well let me tell you, I ain’t like no other dudes
You see me coming through, eyes on me
And if you got a man, Imma tell him kindly
Know that I’m the shit, know I’ll take your (hey)
So if you bring your girl you know she’s getting that Aaaaahhhhhhh