Rocky Badd – I'll Rather
Genre Rap

LYRIC
I'll Rather

Feat. Mozzy

Verse 1Mozzy

I'd rather bang what I'm banging
Never switch sides, you a goddamn lier
tryna play the middle, that's what got his ass fried
the time
I'd never tell, hell na, I'd rather die
Ain't no white flags
I'd never tell, hell na, I'd rather die
Bitch it ain't no white flags over here
money on my mind
money on the line
Fuck her from behind, but I'd rather get the neck
She my lil brother type, so I let him get
Took thе bitch ran off for the check
We don't do it for thе fame, bitch, we do it for the set
Pull up on a sucker, and do with no regrets
I just bought the hood guns, these niggas'd rather flex

ChorusRocky Badd

I'd rather keep shit quiet
I'd rather keep shit solid
Broke boy, keep out of my pockets
That's the type of shit that get vilant
Niggas stay lying
I already know who ain't got it
Don't give a fuck what niggas bought
I cut a fuck nigga off
Lame ass niggas just soft
Bitch ass niggas just talk
You can tell I'm a boss by the walk

Verse 2Rocky Badd

A hundred, I ain't even gotta talk
Bitches gon die when they caught
I don't give a fuck about jail
Bitch, I don't ever call 12
I'd rather go to hell, just to touch a lil bitch who ain't never seen a cell
I'd rather ride on my feet
Grown not a freak, but this speak
Throw me some cash for you leave
Make him leave the cash cause I'm me
These hoes ain't nothing like me
Tell me why
and it's free
off a bitch
bitch
I'd rather me a bitch
just for laughing
Can't fool me, cause I'm hip and I know oes cappin
Imma make these bumm hoes
Be cool with the tool
I don't drop somebody gon die, nigga
my side niggas
Still tatted up, but pretty
probably just buy liquor
Fuck it run a tab
Hoes head better, don't matter, cause I don't kiss her
Imma do the dash with cash, cause I don't miss her

ChorusRocky Badd

I'd rather keep shit quiet
I'd rather keep shit solid
Broke boy, keep out of my pockets
That's the type of shit that get vilant
Niggas stay lying
I already know who ain't got it
Don't give a fuck what niggas bought
I cut a fuck nigga off
Lame ass niggas just soft
Bitch ass niggas just talk
You can tell I'm a boss by the walk

Verse 3Rocky Badd

Running to a bag and it's heavy
Imma show my ass when I'm ready
He don't got no cash, and he peddy
got a flatbed like a Chevy
Niggas sleep more than they hustle
Probably paranoid in the jungle
Probably with some bubbles
Go to your room trouble
Nigga muzzle
Replace these niggas, these bitches
I don't chase these bitches
I erase these bitches
And I don't save these bitches
want it, ho, come and get it
Foot on they necks for a minute
Ride with a shooter, but windows is tinted
I'm bout that life, and these bitches not in it
No, kicking bitches out like a kickstand
It ain't hard to find where the bumms at
And if you still broke when you come back
Please don't tell nobody this a comeback
All my niggas on go
All my bitches want smoke
Can't eat with them, they broke
Can't beef with them, they hoes

ChorusRocky Badd

I'd rather keep shit quiet
I'd rather keep shit solid
Broke boy, keep out of my pockets
That's the type of shit that get vilant
Niggas stay lying
I already know who ain't got it
Don't give a fuck what niggas bought
I cut a fuck nigga off
Lame ass niggas just soft
Bitch ass niggas just talk
You can tell I'm a boss by the walk

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