Rock Boy Video (MV)

Flow game sick
Top boss of bosses
Right now yall lames like trains on a track
Yall falling off it
Its quite a view like ya lady cheeks
And punk im aiming for the throne
No baby seats
You or ya man get it
We sending shots at ya hea
Ny style like a rude boy yankie fitted
Like bottle drinks wit no sip in it
Ya ship sinking
Foul smell like fish stinking hey
Same room wit me
Man thats torture
Might pipe ya daughter
Maybe abortions
N who need goons dun to get at you
Heaters make plenty fold
To sweep like a clean up crew ya dig
Putting up
Thats numbers like a box office
This twat swollen
Going be hard to keep my cock off it
And wit the cash made going spend
All in it
Game be my light or dark skinned ms piggy
Pull this thing to the side
See wut she working wit
Her head down packed
Tell by the way that she jerking it
And just incase aint really tryna date the chick
Her drinks slip some pills in it
Aint looking for a case
Just wanna peel on it
Im pau tall
Nigga yall five four
And im the shit
Deep hill piled on
So spectacular
And something like a bachelor
So once i get to plucking
Chicks quacking like im daffy duck
Big spenders I ball
You just a under grad
Lets talk cash
So far up my ass doing the running man
And aint no prick here can hold me
Money slicker than gold teeth
Pouring like nose bleeds
Ya dig
Im a hot boy
Jewels out rock boy
Looking for to pop raw
Her tubes tied twat boy
Im a hot boy
And you not a hot boy
Lifting up the weights wit no spots boy
Im a hot boy
Tooly out rock boy
Tunes full stocked boy
Jewels out rock boy
Im a hot boy
Games i am not for it
Reaching for a piece of that pie boy
Home boy been taught to floss
Got the game on a leash
Tight grip
Like ya boy bout to walk the dogs
Now hold a scale like you weighing something
My rate way up there
Still lames they sell
And aint saying nothing
Im the antidote
Spit flames from the cantaloupe
If a chick aint know
I make em moan till their panties soaked
She feeling on me like chest rubs
N bet i leave her laying flat
Like i decked her
She a snoozer
On the real
Im on a whole nother level man
Get ya whole team canned
Ya team in the quick sand
And switching up styles like im bipolar
All for that green
Like back yards
Thats a fly yoda
Now beating me
Thats a tad bit far fetched
Nigga yall pets
Thats untrained
Thats a hard stretch
And the only way i fall short if i flat line
Like trips to the beach
Im on this bitch like a tan line
Im a beast
Wild pit
Yall poodle food
Thirst for cudos dude
Turn yall brains into noodle soup
Homie im fit
No slim fast
Man is you kidding
Suckas for love
Ya like whipped ass
Rather hit the strip club
Her booty clapping
I might spend it on her
Next we hit the telly
Getting naked
Smacking bellies wit her
Now the mommy call me long pipe
Get hit when on sight
Get ya wet on a off night
Im a hot boy
Jewels out rock boy
Looking for to pop raw
Her tubes tied twat boy
Im a hot boy
And you not a hot boy
Lifting up the weights wit no spots boy
Im a hot boy
Tooly out rock boy
Tunes full stocked boy
Jewels out rock boy
Im a hot boy
Games i am not for it
Reaching for a piece of that pie boy