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letra de rocky - fallenwing

[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—

- fallenwing

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