[Lyric] W (Rocky Snyda)

I can tell a weirdo when I see 'em
Straight from out the gate they green with envy gotta pree em
All up in my DMs like "yo rocky yktv!"
Can’t trust em all cause you know these Niggas skeevy
Don’t give a fuck what hater say
Haters get mad like errday
Shine a light on em
Get 'em big paid
Clout coins
What the fuck you thought ?
Bitch made !
I don’t get revenge
I just cut off all my ties I cut the ends
No time to make amends
Yeah, you know my body
All real niggas to the lobby
I don’t call 'em friends
I just cut off all my ties I cut the ends

Like Bitch get this rich!
I’m thinking dollars, filthy rich
Bitch bitch
Get this rich
I’m thinking dollars, filthy rich
No time to make amends
Success is how I put them in frenzy
Time to left hook right hook like Rocky
Time to get cocky
Cause every time I’m humble
Niggas swear they know my body
Okay okay
Like no way Jose
I put em in the back
Or maybe in trunk
Leave evidence
Like Like OJ

Like Bitch get this rich!
I’m thinking dollars, filthy rich
Bitch bitch
Get this rich
I’m thinking dollars, filthy rich
Bitch bitch get this rich!
I’m thinking dollars, filthy rich
Bitch bitch
Get this rich
I’m thinking dollars, filthy rich

Niggas too quick cut the chit chat
Word around town is I been that
Working hard on the record got it pushed back
Push back, Push back, push back
I’m that bitch with the orange
Say it 3 times and I appear
Imma make my self very clear
Fuck you pay me Or disappear
Word to bitch mic check
Prestine that’s my rep
Mike Jack with my steps
Come just come correct
You feeling the game
I’m running the game
You All in my lane
We never the same
We never the same
Now imma get loose with
Clocked in Ot bruce Bruce with it
Need that hummus on my plate Need that lunch on ya bill
And you better have juice with
Better have the contract written up
Or the gang outside and we lined up
I came through to slide on the beat do the chacha
Boom like the 4th of July it go bratata