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rockie fresh – done wit it lyrics

[intro]
yeah
epidemic on the boy (boy)
countin’ racks and gettin’ bored (bored)
push the gas to the floor (floor)
i got a lot but want some more
and if the beat live, you know lil ju made it (yeah)

[verse 1]
she just wanna kick it like jet li (jet li)
skate with a n-gga like gretsky (gretsky)
when she need d-ck, she text me (text me)
she pull up on my street like sesame (sesame)
brought her friend with her, that’s lesbi’ (lesbi’)
big boss sh-t, can’t check me (can’t check me)
got it on lock, can’t arrest me (can’t arrest me)
young n-gga on, that’s president (president)
f-ck n-ggas hate, irrelevant (irrelevant)
i be gettin’ on to the better sh-t (better sh-t)
baby, i’m young, but a veteran (veteran)
i need a jacket, a letterman (letterman)
young n-gga ball too hard (hard)
gettin’ rich, i gotta thank god (god)
f-ck around, make a n-gga catch a charge (charge)
real talk, i’m just tryna live large
need a new crib with four car garage (garage)
b-tches, they with me, they come by the two
that mean we just had a ménage (ménage)
i’m havin’ a ball, these b-tches, they wanna f-ck with me, they go to the mall (go to the mall)
i sh-t on ’em, no stall, these n-ggas gon’ talk, but they ain’t gon’ show up at all (at all)
man, they goin’ awol, young n-gga ball, young n-gga travel, no cost
i need my name in the halls, you gotta pay the cost, you wanna see a n-gga go off
been signed to ross, then i f-cked around, i became my own boss (that’s moss)
young n-gga gettin’ millions, racks to the ceiling, b-tches, they tryna have children (children), d-mn

[chorus]
i just need one with it (one with it)
you can have this sh-t when i’m done with it (done with it)
i f-ck a bad b-tch, then i’m done with it (done with it)
then i smoke a whole ounce, then i’m done with it, yeah (done with it)
i’m just tryna have fun with it (fun with it)
got six b-tches, but i’m only one n-gga (one n-gga)
got your girl wildin’ out, you gotta come get her (come get her)
i been lookin’ at the squad, we on the run, n-gga (yeah, yeah)
i just need one with it (one with it)
you can have this sh-t when i’m done with it (done with it)
f-ck a bad b-tch, then i’m done with it (done with it)
then i smoke a whole pound, then i’m done with it (done with it)
wear these kicks one time, then i’m done with ’em (done with ’em)
wear the ‘fit one time, then i’m done with ’em (done with ’em)
i don’t really give a f-ck who he brung with him (brung with him)
know some real -ss k!llers, i done hung with ’em, yeah (yeah, yeah)

[verse 2]
you is just a f-ck n-gga
really you a fake -ss drug dealer
i f-ck your b-tch, don’t make love with her
thinkin’ sh-t sweet so you caked up with her
she at my crib and you can’t come with her
rollin’ backwoods, we don’t do no swishers
shawty ridin’ wood like she tryna catch a splinter
if she know how to roll it, she don’t even need scissors
i stand on the mic
i beat it like ike, this is your life (life)
money come twice
a n-gga advise, just take my advice (take my advice)
my chain was on ice (ice)
her chain was on plastic, kristopher kites (kites)
she fly through the night (night)
she doin’ you wrong, she f-ckin’ me right (right)
i just need some new pairs fast (fast)
it’s like we gettin’ married, smoking wedding cake
her brain so good that she educate
she can help a n-gga self-medicate
i roll a blunt and i elevate
she give me top while i meditate
she told me go ahead, set the record straight
so i’ma go ahead and get bread on ’em

- rockie fresh lyrics

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