Off The Rocka lyrics

[Intro]

It take you there though

It take you though to a dark place

See, it finna take you down to a real dark place, man

[Hook]

He was slipping with the pistol so they knocked em off his rocka

He was handy with the pistol but his opp them had a chopper

They say time heals wounds but he goin need to see a doctor

They pulled up with them brooms then they mopped em

What happen next could shock you, they left him stank there rotten

I heard them pussy niggas plotting

Furl dead, a nigga shot em

I'm like, "damn, how the fuck I’m gon' tell Robert"

[Verse]

They got him sitting in the pin cuz my nigga was a robber

I'm too scared to call Ms. Tammy, I don’t want to hear her holler

And if a nigga kill me let it be about a dollar

Cuz on that hoe shit, some real niggas done got swallowed

Put the Cuban on my neck just to compliment my collar

We serving puppy chow, KOLY P a lil Rottweiler

See the prices, they done jumped, they need to free my nigga RALO

What you know about life sentences, you and your bitch in an auto

Heading north bound on the Real with a car load

I'm that nigga out of Broward trying to live like I'm Pablo

I'm bout to bring it off the lot and I ain't tryna pay no car note

Codeines and blue jeans, you should seen me at the car show

Nigga, I was stunting, I'm Mr. Nigga-Never-Gave-Me-Nothing

I was broke, all them niggas said was fuck him

Now they see me, they be speaking, I be clutching

Cuz last time I was slipping, nigga bust me

I just got a phone call, he got murdered

I told Rob Ralph gone, that shit hurt me

Momma told me just to move out the hood or they going to murk me

But now I'm in the A, more rosay, I'm popping bubbly

[Hook]

He was slipping with the pistol so they knocked em off his rocka

He was handy with the pistol but his opp them had a chopper

They say time heals wounds but he goin need to see a doctor

They pulled up with them brooms then they mopped em

What happen next could shock you, they left him stank there rotten

I heard them pussy niggas plotting

Furl dead, a nigga shot em

I’m like, "damn, how the fuck I’m gon' tell Robert"