Rogy Gets Pussy - Ill Rhet

(I had this, uh, really fine girl at my house the other day)
(You know, we, we did our shit, but then afterwards, she asked)
(You know, how was that?)
Bitch, I like it
Bitch, i like it
Bitch, I like that
Oh yea
Oh bitch, I like it
(Your mom gave me a fun time)
Oh, yea, yea, you know I like it
Yea, you know I like it
Oh yea
Oh bitch, I like it
Oh bitch, I li-
Oh bitch, I like it
I like it
I like it
I like it
I done went bought these diamonds
If I need that cash, then I gotta get back to the grime, then
Elliot got my timing
They wanna talk that illiterate rhetoric, but it ain't on my mind, man
Put that shit on my 9, man
I've been trying, but they keep on lying
(Yea, uh)
Done with his fake ass, man
Put him in that past tense
I don't know how it's been lasting
Made a way out this madness
Shit been tough, can't handle it
Wanna talk, my boys gon' handle it
She gon ride this dick like handlebars
They gon' turn a trick for Xanny bars
Popping up them pills won't take you far
Yea, the green in me got me on Mars
But you might catch me on Saturn, bitch
My girl that badder bitch
Yo shit trash, you had to switch
Double cup with purple mixed
Finna go from broke to rich
They wish they living a life like this
They'd pay to be me like Malcovich
Top floor trynna pick between my top ten fits
I just get lost in shit
I don't need your thoughts and shit
When you get guap like this
You don't need the cost of shit
Back then, I didn't want this shit
Nowadays, I'll get you crossed like criss
Me and gang gotta keep shit crisp
They ain't even know who this is
Shawty came and drank up my kids
Yea my name and fame finna be big
Might just disappear like Earl Sweatshirt did
Too bad
It's a draw
I'm afraid not
I won
That's ridiculous
If these were steel, you'd be dead now

Written by:
Keano Rogers

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