The Interview - GT, Rocaine

Naw

I don’t wanna do no verse

My nigga

Keep playing, We’ll put you in the dirt

My nigga

My nigga got a .45 by his shirt

My nigga

He rolling, He done came up out his shirt

My nigga

.45 turn a nigga purple

My nigga

Put a nigga face on a shirt

My nigga

Pull up and I’ll wet his ass, and skrt

My nigga

Yo mommy and yo whole fam hurt

My nigga

I bet they ain’t gone put in no work

My nigga

Lay down on they block until they murk them niggas

I can introduce you to the dope game nigga

Try to run off with the work

You’ll meet Rocaine nigga

And yeah I’m pulling up

And its curtains nigga

I ain’t got no muthafucking worries nigga

Aye

I fell like Curry nigga

When I shoot, I’m gone hit

I don’t miss my nigga

This my muthafucking life

I don’t write this shit

I had my clio try it out

He ain’t like that shit

I was down everyday

Niggas changed

It’s brazy

Had to put that work

I know some niggas that’s lazy

Damn

Who the fuck keep on selling hit rock

Just copped the whole thang, Hope she got on big draws

Boss up lil nigga, Call me big dog

Got you in a muthafucka with the lights drawn

Aye

Be cool young nigga

Before I get pissed off

Before your bed touch down

It get picked off

We move that weight

Go state to state

You can’t get shit off

They grab my mans the other day

They feds got tipped off

Brody off the E pills

Like a rock star

Fuck with pounds

Know as five bands on one card

And my phone slapping hard

Now I’m low charge

.40 charged

I’ll get yo ass right nigga

Pop the fields with dead ass white people

Yeah

I serve everybody

But be careful with the white people

I’m tryna make a couple hunnid

With the right people

Speaking Spanish, That’s bilingual

Shit from Meco, That’s illegal

Fuck boys, Being broke

I don’t like neither

Got girl catch a DMV

Case I I.D.

her

And I’m in Cali nigga

With my senorita

Skeet, skeet, skeet, skeet

Then its hasta vista