[Verse 1: Rockie Fresh]
Yeah ok I heard these hoes lookin', Rockie who they lookin' for
What that nigga doin'? Out here tryin' get his dough
What I say they see it so they call this shit my picture flow
Never been abusive but they call me Mr. Hit-that-Ho
I'm smashing when she twerkin', got lil momma workin'
And she say she not a ho she just felt I was deservin'
She saw me up on twitter couldn't wait to meet in person
Now she tell me I'm the bomb, I need ammo and a turban
I'm about to blow up I tell my haters peace
My shoe collection gotta be a hundred racks at least
It's big business on my table tell my lawyers feast
If you ain't talkin' big business then don't even speak
At high key I give a fuck about a hater
They be laughing at me now, I'm out here getting paper
And I'm

[Hook: Rockie Fresh]
Stuntin'
Feeling good feeling great
A lot of twists and turns, but I got my paper straight
On the road to the riches, driving 88
With a couple bad bitches, driving 88
Stuntin'
Me and my niggas can't wait
We tryin' to get a meal for every digit on our plate
On the road to the riches, driving 88
With a couple bad bitches, driving 88
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