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Rocks On Me Video (MV)




Performed By: AUX
Featuring: Lobes
Language: English
Length: 3:40
Written by: Alex Olobia




AUX - Rocks On Me Lyrics
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[ Featuring Lobes ]

You hit your friends up but I tell you that they not comin
Yeah, to tell the truth, I need rocks on me
Ayy, the type of money makin' cops nervous
What, yeah, yeah
Ayy, to tell the truth, I need rocks on me
Ayy, the type of money makin' cops nervous
What? Wrist poppin' like I'm drop kickin
Ayy, you say you love her, you a side nigga
What? I got friends that will skirt off to the ends
Cause they my niggas
Big price when cashin' out like I'm the prize nigga
Dark lanes really went and set a fire nigga
I don't really mess around with all these why niggas
I, nigga, I can hold it, got my price bigger
I figured I compete with only nice niggas
Janky verses got me livin', feelin' right in it
My vision penetrate like Ibn Night vision
Yeah, to tell the truth, I need rocks on me
Ayy, the type of money makin' cops nervous
What? Still issuin', I'm raisin' up the stakes
Like this nigga's been really on the way
He gotta play but he in line again
Hindsight vision really killin', I'm on Heineken
Speak of dirty mixes, I'm just sayin
Gettin' high again, smoke a spliff
Just for f*ckin' peace in this life we live
Hope for comfy seats when I speak
Cause I be goin' in, goin' in, goin' in
Ayy, look again, where your friend
Gave her limb, man, she simple with
I f*cked again and she want me to meet all her friends
Heaven sent, man, I tell you I been overspent
Get a grip, gotta grip, I don't check for shit
Hit my line but only calls cause I don't test for shit
Recorded scripts that they might wanna go sell for kicks
I can't put my name in if there ain't money in
If I put my name on it then there's money in it
How y'all make the same song and then go claim you different
Rain man, rain man, like this nigga's gifted
Got a pistol by my side cause I don't trust my issues
What? To tell the truth, I need rocks on me
Ayy, the type of money makin' cops nervous
What? Wrist poppin' like I'm drop kickin
Ayy, you say you love her, you a side nigga
What? To tell the truth, I need rocks on me
Ayy, the type of money makin' cops nervous
What? Wrist poppin' like I'm drop kickin
Ayy, you say you love her, you a
Side, side nigga
You a side, side, side nigga
Put aside all of your feelings
Put aside all of your feelings
Cause you a side, side, side nigga
You a side, side, side nigga
Put aside all of your feelings
Put aside all of your feelings
Cause you a side
F*ck around and she might lie for a nigga
Told you I'm the bigger prize type of nigga
F*ck around and you might die for a nigga
I'ma say that I'm an I type of nigga
I, yeah
F*ck around and she might lie for a nigga
Told you I'm the bigger prize type of nigga
F*ck around and you might die for a nigga
I'ma say that I'm an I type of nigga
I, I
I need rocks on me, yeah
That type of money making cops nervous (What)
Wrist poppin' like I'm dropkickin', ayy
You say you love her, you a side nigga, my nigga
I need rocks on me, yeah
That type of money making cops nervous, what
Wrist poppin' like I'm dropkickin', ayy
You say you love her, you a side nigga, my nigga
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You hit your friends up but I tell you that they not comin
Yeah, to tell the truth, I need rocks on me
Ayy, the type of money makin' cops nervous
What, yeah, yeah
Ayy, to tell the truth, I need rocks on me
Ayy, the type of money makin' cops nervous
What? Wrist poppin' like I'm drop kickin
Ayy, you say you love her, you a side nigga
What? I got friends that will skirt off to the ends
Cause they my niggas
Big price when cashin' out like I'm the prize nigga
Dark lanes really went and set a fire nigga
I don't really mess around with all these why niggas
I, nigga, I can hold it, got my price bigger
I figured I compete with only nice niggas
Janky verses got me livin', feelin' right in it
My vision penetrate like Ibn Night vision
Yeah, to tell the truth, I need rocks on me
Ayy, the type of money makin' cops nervous
What? Still issuin', I'm raisin' up the stakes
Like this nigga's been really on the way
He gotta play but he in line again
Hindsight vision really killin', I'm on Heineken
Speak of dirty mixes, I'm just sayin
Gettin' high again, smoke a spliff
Just for f*ckin' peace in this life we live
Hope for comfy seats when I speak
Cause I be goin' in, goin' in, goin' in
Ayy, look again, where your friend
Gave her limb, man, she simple with
I f*cked again and she want me to meet all her friends
Heaven sent, man, I tell you I been overspent
Get a grip, gotta grip, I don't check for shit
Hit my line but only calls cause I don't test for shit
Recorded scripts that they might wanna go sell for kicks
I can't put my name in if there ain't money in
If I put my name on it then there's money in it
How y'all make the same song and then go claim you different
Rain man, rain man, like this nigga's gifted
Got a pistol by my side cause I don't trust my issues
What? To tell the truth, I need rocks on me
Ayy, the type of money makin' cops nervous
What? Wrist poppin' like I'm drop kickin
Ayy, you say you love her, you a side nigga
What? To tell the truth, I need rocks on me
Ayy, the type of money makin' cops nervous
What? Wrist poppin' like I'm drop kickin
Ayy, you say you love her, you a
Side, side nigga
You a side, side, side nigga
Put aside all of your feelings
Put aside all of your feelings
Cause you a side, side, side nigga
You a side, side, side nigga
Put aside all of your feelings
Put aside all of your feelings
Cause you a side
F*ck around and she might lie for a nigga
Told you I'm the bigger prize type of nigga
F*ck around and you might die for a nigga
I'ma say that I'm an I type of nigga
I, yeah
F*ck around and she might lie for a nigga
Told you I'm the bigger prize type of nigga
F*ck around and you might die for a nigga
I'ma say that I'm an I type of nigga
I, I
I need rocks on me, yeah
That type of money making cops nervous (What)
Wrist poppin' like I'm dropkickin', ayy
You say you love her, you a side nigga, my nigga
I need rocks on me, yeah
That type of money making cops nervous, what
Wrist poppin' like I'm dropkickin', ayy
You say you love her, you a side nigga, my nigga
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Writer: Alex Olobia
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