Rotation Songtext

Rico Nasty

von RX

Rotation Songtext
Almost cut off my hand 'cause I kept giving
Had to cut off my man's 'cause he kept hissing
And them local-ass bitches can keep dissing
Turn him paraplegic, he can't kick it
I won't post my nigga if he go missin' (Why?)
I'm a rich-ass bitch, ain't no gold diggin' (Yeah)
Tell her be herself, ain't no code switchin'
I got the motion, I'm hittin' the road with it
Hold on, hold on, hold on
Ayo, I'm [?], let him go, let him go (Ha, ha, ha)
You-you-you are listening to RX
Kenny

You better keep track of your watch and jewelry (Ride)
Sweet-ass, get that boy robbed by some hoochies (Yeah, go)
Your nigga look like a goofy (Yeah)
I rock Balenci', the Louis (Sit down, bitch)
I get the money, you blew it
I run my city, ain't no bitch who doin' it
This coupe too tiny it's just me and you in it
You better aim for the head, ain't no U'ing it
Doo-doo-doo my bitches shootin' shit, my bitches hoopin' shit (Ride)
Friendly-ass ho wanna be in the loop with shit
I don't fuck with Lucifer, bustdown the crucifix
You callin' my phone, ain't 'bout money, then who is this?
Bitches want beef on the 'net for some promo (Yeah)
My switch still got drums like a go-go (Go-go)
And if he takin' me out, he payin' (Yeah)
Real freak bitch, I like roleplayin' (Wow)
I got a lap you can put your face in (Face right there, right there, wow)
Got an ass you can kiss for the ones that's hatin' (Wow)
I'm in a foreign and it's skatin' (Wow)
I turn a ho to a blunt, she in rotation (Doot-doot)
I rock the latest, your shit dated (Your shit dated, ho)
That nigga a lame, I cannot date him (I cannot date him, ho)
Make a move, you contemplatin' (Ooh, baby)
See a hater, and I pay them

Almost cut off my hand 'cause I kept giving
Had to cut off my man's 'cause he kept hissing
And them local-ass bitches can keep dissing
Turn him paraplegic, he can't kick it
I won't post my nigga if he go missin' (Why?)
I'm a rich-ass bitch, ain't no gold diggin' (Yeah)
Tell her be herself, ain't no code switchin' (Bitch)
I got the motion, I'm hittin' the road with it
Hold on, hold on, hold on

How you a fat nigga, can't eat pussy
Niggas try rob you, you ain't even do shit
Lame-ass nigga, we see you moochin' (Mwah)
Bad bitches see me, we be smoochin'
ATM bangers, I'm movin' the cheese
I used to be happy, I got off a P
Now I eat 5-star, bon appétit
These rap bitches copy my shit to the T (RX)

I got a lap you can put your face in
Got an ass you can kiss for the ones that's hatin'
I'm in a foreign and it's skatin' (Wow)
I turn a ho to a blunt, she in rotation (RX)
I got a lap you can put your face in
Got an ass you can kiss for the ones that's hatin'
I'm in a foreign and it's skatin'
I turn a ho to a blunt, she in rotation (RX)

Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah (RX)
Mwah, mwah, mwah, mwah (Yeah, wow)
This that RX shit
I'll put you bitches in rotation