Ouu Rockyy I Likee

[Verse 1: Rocky]
You got to understand it’s certain bitches out to get you
You riding hard and then they turn around, and fucking diss you
You had it real cause see your pop was never really into
Showing you love, so the pain is what you turning into
I always had this issue, where I would run and vent to
All these broads I’m calling homies, then they turn against you
You bitches real, but then you faking what the fuck you into
Same bitches on my line screaming Rock I miss you
Whole time your genuine was never official
I hope this shit offend
I shoulda’ never friend
I shoulda’ never gave you clothes I couldn’t fit up into
I shoulda’ never gave you tissues when that n***a dissed you
I shoulda’ left you bitches broke, and watch the summer miss you
My player gave ya brother work, and watch him hustle nickles
You had a mom who smoked coke
So shit i understood you
But all these games you bitches playing I ain’t playing with you

[Chorus: Rocky]
Word got back to me you doing bad (You doing bad huh)
And word got back to me you bitches mad (You bitches mad huh)
And word got back to be that’ that n***a you was dealing with
Just left you for another bitch sad (See)
But shawty that’s the price you gotta pay
When you hating everyday on another bitch bad (Stop hating)
And shawty that’s the price you gotta pay
When you hating erryday on another bitch bad
[Break: Rocky]
That shit not thurl sis
All that nut ass shit y'all getting into
I just wanna know what make you bitches think thats thurl
To hate on another bitch
Like let that bitch do her, you do you
Like where the real bitches at?
When the bitches coming back in effect?
Cause y'all fake ass bitches
Y'all really starting to get the fuck on my nerves now
On some real shit
Shit getting played out sis

[Verse 2: Rocky]
I just wanna know like who the fuck just made it cool
To hate on other you was hanging wit in school
The shit I hear you saying is some shit that should never leave ya lips
And I’m really trying change, but ima run up in ya shit
You let these bitches hype you up they got you caught up in the mix
They got you thinking you can stand it when know how Rocky get
I fed ya kids when they was hungry I’m the realist that I get
And ima fuck ya baby father yous a sucka ass bitch
You in ya mother back room and she just wishing that you leave
You keep banging on the door cause’ you ain’t never have the keys
And you really hate ya job cause’ they don’t pay you what you need
N***as fucking you for free, but you keep coming after me
I tried to put you bitches on, but you was hating from the rip
On the beach out AC, but you ain’t never take a trip
You ain’t never have a bag, you ain’t never have shit
N***as never really loved you, you was sucking n***as dick
[Chorus: Rocky]
Word got back to me you doing bad (You doing bad huh)
And word got back to me you bitches mad (You bitches mad huh)
And word got back to be that’ that n***a you was dealing with
Just left you for another bitch sad (See)
But shawty that’s the price you gotta pay
When you hating everyday on another bitch bad (Stop hating)
And shawty that’s the price you gotta pay
When you hating erryday on another bitch bad