Rookie Swiper

By Punchmade Dev

Released on July 17, 2020

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[Hook]

You will never see the bread that I make, and you a rookie (You a rookie)

Yo' mans in the party, with a shirt that say cookies (Lame)

Let a nigga start mean muggin' I'm gon' cook him (Cook him)

These nigga got to tellin' on my brother, so they booked him (Rat)

Free my nigga from the six, I know my brotha comin' home (He comin' home)

You really think that nigga tough?

We had that nigga runnin' home

I had to slow down with the puncher, they almost caught me with them phones

Take a look inside my pocket, yo' gon' see a bunch of clones


[Verse 1]

Nigga's 20 years old and still askin', who can match?

I already spent your money, please stop askin' for it back

I bought so many clothes, they know my real name when I'm in Saks

You can't see the numbers that I'm makin', 'cause yo' music trash

You ain't you shootin', you ain't swipin', or killin' that shit a lie

Ain't no nigga ever tried to rob me make it out alive

Everything I do illegal, all rats near me gotta die

This nigga curling up his toes, sharing shoes tryna look fly


[Hook]

You will never see the bread that I make, and you a rookie (You broke)

Yo' mans in the party, with a shirt that say cookies (Lame)

Let a nigga start mean muggin' I'm gon' cook him

These nigga got to tellin' on my brother, so they booked him (They booked him)

Free my nigga from the six, I know my brotha comin' home

You really think that nigga tough?

We had that nigga runnin' home (He runnin')

I had to slow down with the puncher, they almost caught me with them phones (Them phones)

Take a look inside my pocket, yo' gon' see a bunch of clones


[Verse 2]

These nigga's claim they hit the road, but don't come back with pros

I'm startin' think these nigga's drivin' outta town to go see hoes (Lame)

I know why TeeJay hate me, 'cause I took his flow

Don't know about TeeJay, but when I rap I really live it though

Findin' all my nigga's on the news

Not for dyin', but for killin'

I'm a menace in my city, they look at me like a villain (A villain)

Got me stamped in my city, 'cause they see that I'm the realest (The realest)

I've been swipin' for so long, that I don't get a nervous feelin' (Nah)


[Hook]

You will never see the bread that I make, and you a rookie (You a rookie)

Yo' mans in the party, with a shirt that say cookies (Lame)

Let a nigga start mean muggin' I'm gon' cook him (Cook him)

These nigga got to tellin' on my brother, so they booked him (They booked him)

Free my nigga from the six, I know my brotha comin' home (He comin' home)

You really think that nigga tough?

We had that nigga runnin' home (He gone)

I had to slow down with the puncher, they almost caught me with them phones (Them phones)

Take a look inside my pocket, yo' gon' see a bunch of clones