Oppressed Lyrics

[Intro:]

I didn't get this draco tatted for no reason

I  got this bitch tatted after a bitch told me in her song

"You  ain't got enough muscle for the draco to kick back"



Rocky, why you speaking on me, bitch? I wasn't speaking on you



Yeah

You 

Been  on my dick bitch. You love my style



[Verse 1:]

Glock on me now and that bitch fully loaded

Why  bitches talking pistols and I know they homeless

Do it for the gram, they don't really want it

I got bitches cliquin' up 'cause they already folded

You got a big head, I got a big gun (I got a big gun)

I  want bitches dead, don't care which one (Don't care which one)

I put bitches on they heads, tell 'em get some

We could scrap or we could shoot, just tell 'em pick one

Say she coming to the city, I should bring my niggas

She must want me back in jail 'cause I'on play with niggas

But my guys don't need a reason, better save ya niggas

When you finally get yo L bitch don't be blamin' niggas

Cuban got her head bust for a free chain

Molly linkin' up with opps so she could scream gang

Tatt a gun she never shot, I think the bitch lame

Never been a hoe, if it's a problem I'mma speak names

I'll chop the whole car, fuck them bitches ridin'

Stunna came to Detroit but the bitch was high

They don't really want no smoke, bitches know I'm slidin'

'Cause if it really came to it bitches know they dyin'

Molly on some shit, bitch come get a testing

If she stay off my dick, shit I'll give her extra

Seen in person she ain't shit so I don't even sweat her

All she do is talk shit so I can't even let her

You gave that pussy to a lame, now you mad about it

Cuban fucked a snitch nigga, ain't no way she 'bout it

Stunna pussy got a ticket, you can pay her out it

My nigga know my shit on lock so he don't play about it



[Hook:]

Hoes still ain't got a car, but they got a M

I'm a hustler. I'll never see me roll with them

Free hair and some clothes, bitches think they goals?

Whoever put you bitches on know they fuckin' wrong



Hoes don't see a doctor, but they see me post

When I ran down on Cuban that bitch seen a ghost

I be thuggin' in my city, it ain't hard to find me

Talkin' niggas that they fucked is when they caught a body



[Verse 2:]

Yes, I'mma knock the color out these bitches wigs

Me turn down some beef? Bitch I never did

Since these bitches want me dead tell 'em get me then

Y'all got abortions 'cause y'all know I woulda killed the kids

I'll spit on bitches mamas if I ever seen 'em

I'll tell the truth. To be one hunnid, I do not believe 'em

Hoes gathered all they niggas just for one scar

And the picture in the cage, that was the dumbest part

Lemme gather all my niggas, ain't no going home

Head busted, teeth missin', and some broken bones

Cuban told the whole world she be callin' 12

If I'on get 'em back on Earth I'mma catch 'em in hell

Bitches catchin' a shell. They be cappin' forreal

That nine on me like my jeans, ain't no lackin' forreal

Bitches actin' forreal

Give 'em action they tell

When you had braces in yo mouth, that's not packin' the steel

I think bitches is jokes. Besides pictures they broke

I let bitches hang they self, I just give 'em the ropes

Every bitch that wanted beef say my song as a quote

That's why they can't stay away. Shit, I'm better than dope

All y'all bitches can die

They just sick I'm the goat

Until they bury bitches souls, I'mma bully them hoes

Bitches know what I'm on

Just keep rappin' for now

All that tough shit they was postin', they takin' it down

Ain't no takin' me down

Get to sprayin' 'em down

And if you on them bitches side then I'm layin' you down

I'm in the booth like it's a gym, shit I'm playin' for now



I'm Rocky Badd, hard body. Now say that I'm lyin'



[Outro:]

Bitch



Y'all already know what the fuck I'm on



And you

Been on my dick, bitch. You love my style

And we keepin' all that shit!



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