A Rocky - LVLLyrics

(Yea, uh) Clams casino nigga (Asap) Asap (Uh) Mister pistol popper (Uh) Flocko locked and loaded (Yea) Life's a bitch and she pussy pop (Know why) 'cause I got her open (Alright) That pussy soakin' (Uh) Fuck is you promotin' (Uh) Yea, you claim you rage, you hatin' like you live in Oakland I'm a ride town niggas with the roof back Introduce you niggas to the new swag Make you say a nigga blew up too fast Fuck I'm 'posed to do with all this new ass Fuck I'm 'posed to do with all this new cash Thousand dollar drawers, shit to hold my balls All I ever do is let my jewels sag Hot gone, but the juice back, get your popcorn Juice snacks, it's a movie nigga, with a new cast, Get the news flash, that the truth back, This is boom bap, mixed with new raps, Look at all the niggas that I blew past, Flow by ear, to the durag, Nigga make way for the new jags (Yeah, uh, yeah, uh, uh, yeah, yeah, uh) Uh (Uh) It's mister pistol popper screamin' fuck a copper I just bought a crispy choppa finna fuck yo blocka, blocka (Yea) Even cracked the pavement that's beneaths yea hatin' (Yea) I been impatiently waitin' to show you niggas Satan (Yea) All this talk of Illuminati ain't got a clue about me (Uh) Bitch I'm trill-maluminati and got my crew behind me (Alright) Shootas round me (Yea) Keep them lootas round me (Uh) Keep a tool around me (Uh) It'll keep you fools from round me, Couple of them dudes surround me, Wit' a gat, wit a strap and a backpack, When they cap cap, leave you flat, Better back back, on a fast track, better tap, nigga thats that, Nigga pass dat, finna ash, where the hash at, Got a Kat Stackz, wit a ass, finna smash that, Make her cash that, A then I pass that, Off to my niggas then she ask, “Where the cash at? Uh, I see dead people (uh) I need dead people (Uh) Lord pretty flacko biatch I behead people (Uh) Kneel and kiss the ring (yeah) All hail the king (all hail the king) (Yeah) Long live asap put that on errything (Errything, errything) (Alright mothafucka) (Uh, yea, yea, alright, ASAP, yea)