RockaFella by Ty Money Lyrics
[Intro]
RockaFella, foreva
Jelly you want one?
[Verse 1]
This shit hella hard, one four seven god
Swipe a nigga bitch like credit card, debit card
Certified trap niggas still doin hella fraud
Rob who take what ???
50s on 50s I can merch dat swear to god
Sleeping on the floor wit rats an roaches it was neva odd
Free my brotha Melly even tho I know it was mellin hard
I done sent Jakepay, Pelipost an a card
I be in the studio an I ain't know where to start
I might get a striker for the low n go n sell a part
Send a low downtown, hoes don't know where to park
2020 Hellcat, growl like 7r
Who that lil nigga wit the gold teeth seven card?
Fuckin on a bad set a twins you can't tell apart
Pray I never have a heart attack I got hella heart
[Verse 2]
Who's that peekin in my window? (snap snap)
Putcho blick down da my kinfolk
They ain't here to get smoke, they jus here to get smoked
Know I keep a dick in a blick like a bitch throat
I might, pull up on my PO in a mincoat
Half these broke niggas broke cuz they think broke
Hate wakin up late an my bitch been woke
Nappy head, gold teeth hangin round rich folk
50 shot Draco, hand-me-down trenchcoat
[Interlude]
Bitch ass nigga wus happenin
Y'all niggas ain't know the craw
On my kids
Or I air dis bitch out right now
Put my money on deck nigga
Fuck you talkin bout boy
Bitch?
Bitch!
[Verse 3]
Ay, semi drop miniman
Felt it in my soul back when 50 drop Miniman
Six niggas strapped in a soccer mom minvan
Drums going off like a Yamaha hitta man
Yuh, ambulance get em in
Cut a homie 24/7 ??? wit scissor hands
I done ran off on a plug for my niggas man
Takin from the rich for the poor like Peter Pan
Give my uncle Mill a Coor Light he gone be the pan
In the trap playing more life I'm a decent man
All these young niggas do is rob, ion see the plan
Gotta be a ??? take a job as a decent man
Dese niggas gone fold when dey end up wit a weaker hand
[Outro]
Woo, woo
RockaFella, foreva
Money!
RockaFella, foreva
Jelly you want one?
[Verse 1]
This shit hella hard, one four seven god
Swipe a nigga bitch like credit card, debit card
Certified trap niggas still doin hella fraud
Rob who take what ???
50s on 50s I can merch dat swear to god
Sleeping on the floor wit rats an roaches it was neva odd
Free my brotha Melly even tho I know it was mellin hard
I done sent Jakepay, Pelipost an a card
I be in the studio an I ain't know where to start
I might get a striker for the low n go n sell a part
Send a low downtown, hoes don't know where to park
2020 Hellcat, growl like 7r
Who that lil nigga wit the gold teeth seven card?
Fuckin on a bad set a twins you can't tell apart
Pray I never have a heart attack I got hella heart
[Verse 2]
Who's that peekin in my window? (snap snap)
Putcho blick down da my kinfolk
They ain't here to get smoke, they jus here to get smoked
Know I keep a dick in a blick like a bitch throat
I might, pull up on my PO in a mincoat
Half these broke niggas broke cuz they think broke
Hate wakin up late an my bitch been woke
Nappy head, gold teeth hangin round rich folk
50 shot Draco, hand-me-down trenchcoat
[Interlude]
Bitch ass nigga wus happenin
Y'all niggas ain't know the craw
On my kids
Or I air dis bitch out right now
Put my money on deck nigga
Fuck you talkin bout boy
Bitch?
Bitch!
[Verse 3]
Ay, semi drop miniman
Felt it in my soul back when 50 drop Miniman
Six niggas strapped in a soccer mom minvan
Drums going off like a Yamaha hitta man
Yuh, ambulance get em in
Cut a homie 24/7 ??? wit scissor hands
I done ran off on a plug for my niggas man
Takin from the rich for the poor like Peter Pan
Give my uncle Mill a Coor Light he gone be the pan
In the trap playing more life I'm a decent man
All these young niggas do is rob, ion see the plan
Gotta be a ??? take a job as a decent man
Dese niggas gone fold when dey end up wit a weaker hand
[Outro]
Woo, woo
RockaFella, foreva
Money!