rocky - fallenwing lyrics
[intro]
b*tch, i’m finna throw these fists like my name was rocky
i got way too many b*tches talkin’ sh*t, actin’ way too c*cky
(f*f4llen)
[chorus]
b*tch, i’m finna throw these fists like my name was rocky
i got way too many b*tches talkin’ sh*t, actin’ way too*way too c*cky
and w*w*w—, i pull up to the function, these b*tches start to scream
if y*y*y—, (pluh) talkin’ on my name, i’ll see you in yo’ f*ckin’ dream
[verse 1]
like, b*tch, i do not f*ck with you, get out
stab that lil’ b*tch, and you know that he bled out
like, b*tch, i do not f*ck with you, get out
stab (haha) that lil’ b*tch, and you know that he bled out
uh, why are you l!ckin’ the tip now?
i*i got that chop on my mo’f*ckin’ hip now*w*w
[verse 2]
f*ck you, stupid b*tch, i’ma f*ckin’ cut you down now*ow*ow—
he said that he can beat me, how he*e*e l*l*like a clown now*ow*ow—
geekin’ off an oxy like my name was f*ckin’ neevah
rappers think they good, but they just be f*f—, beneath, yuh
geekin’ off an oxy like my name was f*ckin’ neevah
rappers think they*they good, they*they just be f*ckin’ beneath—
f*ck you, stupid b*tch, i’ma f*ckin’ cut you down now
he said that he can beat me, how he lookin’ like a clown—
[pre*chorus]
uh, i get b*tches
cash too
uh, talkin’ sh*t
grab the bat and i bash you
[chorus]
b*tch, i’m finna throw these fists like my name was rocky
i got way too many b*tches talkin’ sh*t, actin’ way too*way too c*cky
and when i pull up to the function, these b*tches start to scream
if*if*if—, talkin’ on my name, i’ll see you in yo’ f*ckin’ dream
[verse 3]
like, b*tch, i do not f*ck with you, get out
stab that lil’ b*b—, and you know that he bled out
b*tch, i do not f*ck with you, get out
stab that lil’ b*tch, and you know that he bled*d*d—
uh, why are you l!ckin’ the tip now?
i*i got that ch*ch—, on my mo’f*ckin’ hip now
[bridge]
f*ck you, stupid b*tch, i’ma f*ckin’ cut you down now
he said that he can beat me, how he l*l*lookin’ like a clown*n*n*n
geekin’ off an oxy like my name was f*ckin’ neev—
[outro]
b*tch, i’m finna throw these fists like my name was rocky
i got way too many b*tches talkin’ sh*t, actin’ way too*way too c*cky
b*tch, i’m finna throw these fists like my name was rocky
i got way too many b*tches talkin’ sh*t, actin’ way too*way too c*cky
and w*w*w—, i pull up to the function, these b*tches start to scream
if y*y*y—, (pluh) talkin’ on my name, i’ll see you in yo’ f*ckin’ dream
like, b*tch, i do not f*ck with you, get out
stab that lil’ b*tch, and you know that he bled out
like, b*tch, i do not f*ck with you, get out
stab (haha) that lil’ b*tch, and you know that he bled out
uh, why are you l!ckin’ the tip now?
i*i got that chop on my mo’f*ckin’ hip now
f*ck you, stupid b*tch—
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