Rodneyy - Comedy (prod @heyakimbo & @ivlefleur)

PRCY® & 1kbxnds Presents: Act II — Continuance, the sequel to the collaborative effort “RBXRR V (RBVRR)”

Executive Produced by PRCY® + 1kbxnds

Mixed, Mastered & Arranged by PRCY®

Additional Production by Midnight Lai, arv1dd, fuse *, etc.

Artwork & Visuals by @ryuketsuu & @r.nafizur

RBXRR V (RBVRR) Presents: Act II - Continuance

" PROPS "

She a bad hoe (Ah)
She a bad hoe
She a bad hoe, do something for that cash tho
Fuck it Lambo, it’s all black call it batmo
Put ya ass on (Woah)
And they gon' talk behind my back yeah all day long
Why you mad at me cus yo' bitch know my song?
Now I’m takin' off her thong 
Now you thinkin' how it wrong
These expensive mufuckin clothes
I gotta smoke every damn day, but I don’t smoke every damn way
If I’m eating the whole team ate
Trapped in a maze and i escaped
They like “When you dropping the tape?”
Oh my bad it was in the safe (My bad)
I’m like bitch get out my face i’m tryna get to the fuckin' racks
I’m only worried about the damn money, I ain’t really worried about the damn past 
Niggas be tweeting, hating like its funny broke ass boy get up off yo' ass
And my new bitch got a ass and it’s natural no it’s not plastic
And this hoe sexy in the red, pound town she gon' take me right to bed 
It’s some people wish I never met, it’s some niggas wanted me dead
All these pills take away my thoughts, I got alot of shit in my head
I been going fuckin' crazy (AH)
Bitch no that’s not my baby (AH)
I know you lying
Got my bag on she wanna see me now
We gon' land on helicopter pads, yeah i live my life too fast
Couldn’t even handle my gas, this the shit you feel when you gon' pass
We just had a party at a frat (Oh, woah)

She a bad hoe
She a bad hoe (Yeah)
She a bad hoe, do something for that cash tho
Fuck it Lambo, it’s all black call it batmo
Put ya ass on (Woah)
And they gon' talk behind my back yeah all day long
Why you mad at me cus yo' bitch know my song?
Now I’m takin' off her thong 
Now you thinkin' how it wrong
These expensive mufuckin clothes
I gotta smoke every damn day, but I don’t smoke every damn way
If I’m eating the whole team ate
Trapped in a maze and i escaped
They like “When you dropping the tape?”
Oh my bad it was in the safe (My bad)
I’m like bitch get out my face i’m tryna get to the fuckin' racks
I’m only worried about the damn money, I ain’t really worried about the damn past 
Niggas be tweeting, hating like its funny broke ass boy get up off yo' ass
And my new bitch got a ass and it’s natural no it’s not plastic
And this hoe sexy in the red, pound town she gon' take me right to bed

SEXY IN RED (Prod. young lexer & rafmade)

LYRICS:

Hop out the coupe let's go
I'm in Florida with all of my zo's (My zo's)
You see me gettin' the green (Green, green)
So you know it come with the hoes (The hoes)
To the niggas that's hatin' on me (They hating, they hating, they hating on me)
Tell 'em stay on the side that they chose
Cause I know that one day I'ma blow
Cause I know that one day I'ma blow

Yeah join the team, she wanna fuck but I'm not no fiend (Oh yeah)
Ugh aye pop that bean, you know how I get when I'm off of the lean (Yeah)
Aye I'm off of the lean, you run up on me then I'm clearing the scene (Oh-woo)
Ugh aye Givenchy my jeans, I'm dropping them bands while you shoppin' at Shein
I'm insane, lil' nigga,
take three shots to the brain, lil' nigga
Bow, bow, bow, you a stain, lil' nigga (Stain lil' nigga)
She tryna hop in a Range, lil' nigga (Range lil' nigga)
I'm swervin'and switchin' through lanes, lil' nigga (Lanes lil' nigga)
Break your bitch back like I'm Bane, lil' nigga (Bane lil' nigga)
I'm up, and you still with them lame, lil' niggas (Lame lil' niggas)

I ain't got no one to call, that's why I'm talkin' to y'all (That's why I' talking to y'all)
Even though I stopped hooping back in eighth grade, I still know how to ball (Yeah)
People gon' fuck with you when you up, then leave when you startin' to fall (Damn)
(People gon' fuck with you when you up, then leave when you startin' to fall)

They gon' leave when you startin' to fall (Yeah)
So I gotta make sure I don't fall (Yeah)
Tryna make sure that my money tall
Peep the swag when I walk in the mall, yeah (Mall, yeah)
Can't even trust no one, so when I feel alone, who do I call
I'ma just thug it out on my own (Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)
I got love for you even though you did me wrong
I get too fly, ain't talkin' bout a drone (Woah)
She like my fragrance, she like my cologne (Yeah)
(Yeah) I'm in the stu, told her leave me alone ('lone)
'Lone (Lone)
'Lone (Lone)
I'm in the stu, told her leave me alone ('lone)

Hop out the coupe let's go
I'm in Florida with all of my zo's (My so's)
You see me gettin' the green (Green, green)
So you know it come with the hoes (The hoes)
To the niggas that's hatin' on me (They hating, they hating, they hating on me)
Tell 'em stay on the side that they chose
Cause I know that one day I'ma blow
Cause I know that one day I'ma blow

(She want to fuck, but I'm not no fiend oh yeah)
(Yeah)
(Oh-woo)

" PROPS "

PRCY®

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