ROCKY BALBOA

Came in the function like Rocky Balboa in this bitch
Tank outside like a soldier and shit, nigga
Intro
Yeah, we cool, niga (wack)
Yeah, uh, yo
(Oh my God, Jaasu, can I try on your glasses?)
Came in the function, I look like a soldier, yeah (okay)
Huh, yeah, come on (sex, money, music, nigga)

Walk in the function, I came with some bitches with me (let's go)
Came with some pieces with me
Uh, reloading my Glock when I'm ridin' on the beat
Like, thirty round deep in this bitch (what? What?)
Forty round deep in this bitch
If I miss it, I'm switching this clip in this bitch, ya heard?
Spending some bands on a bird (come on)
I'm throwing some bands on a bird
I'm ready to purge (come on)
I'm sending these niggas to Hell (come on)
I'm leaving a block full of shells (let's go, yeah)
Came with the price, for real (yeah)
These niggas is broke, you can tell
Came in a Lamb', I left in a chop (chop)
My windows is down when I point the red dot
You ready to die, my boy? I think not
You ready to die? I came with a mop
I came in the function, I look like a soldier (soldier)
Came in the club, Rocky Balboa
Bitch, I'ma blow up on guard (on guard)
Came on me and I tinted the car (car)
Tending my fin and I came on a ride
Lieutenant Blick and it shine like a star
Hop out the V and I'm clutching the mod
Came with the gang and we blitzin' the yard
Ice on my neck and it shine through the fog
Catch 'em slipping, we sliding on facade
You niggas is pussy, I know I'm a dog
I go wherever the money gon' go
Run to the check now my pops gon' grow
These niggas is hoes, yes, I know
Yes, I know, yes, I know (Oh my God, Jaasu, can I try on your glasses?)

If you not doing nothing, my nigga, just shut up (shut up)
I just smoked so much that reefer down (that reefer down)
I can't feel my face no more, I'm geeked up in my house
I f*cked your bitch right now, she going up and down (okay)
Range Rover loud, I changed up the routes
Now they hating on us now

Walk in the function, I came with some bitches with me (let's go)
Came with some pieces with me
Uh, reloading my Glock when I'm ridin' on the beat
Like, thirty round deep in this bitch (what? What?)
Forty round deep in this bitch
If I miss it, I'm switching this clip in this bitch, ya heard?
Spending some bands on a bird (come on)
I'm throwing some bands on a bird
I'm ready to purge (come on)
I'm sending these niggas to Hell (come on)
I'm leaving a block full of shells (let's go, yeah)
Came with the price, for real (yeah)
These niggas is broke, you can tell
Came in a Lamb', I left in a chop (chop)
My windows is down when I point the red dot
You ready to die, my boy? I think not
You ready to die? I came with a mop (okay)