Rock Wit The Riddim

By TB Stacka

On No Auto

Released on March 8, 2024

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[Intro]

(With who? The girl next door, you know?)

(Rock Wit The Riddim)

(Yo man) Look


[Verse 1]

Said the AMG go past lights, I’m racing

My time was coming, I had to be patient

Know she diva, Jamaican

Mask on my face, you might think that I’m Jason

Stay lowkey, it’s the bag that I’m chasing

GTA, these niggas be wasted

Niggas be fans and they always complaining

Perks got me twitching but I’m not gaming

These lot got me sick like Ne-Yo

Me and my ting tryna fly out to Rio

I don’t even play no ball like that

Don’t play cah it could get messy, Leo

Know I don’t cap like Leo

Me and myself, but I slide with a trio

Wake up (wake up) Dom Corleo

I’m in a German (boy!) EO


[Bridge]

(Aye, aye, ayе, aye)

(Turnt)


[Verse 2]

Aye

I pull with gang like thе president

She loves me, I don’t love her back

You can check on the gram, that’s evidence

Your mouth too much, you pelican

Brand new AP, call that a Skeleton (boom)

Got sickest flow, I don’t need no medicine

I was in the back like Bellerín (bap bap)

Swipe my card, no Poker

Bro that’s a stretch, ain’t talking yoga

(flexin’)

Say what you want, it’s over

Young Stacka out here with my wolves like Roma

Two man up in a rover

Let that fling while I rise ma shoulder

Tell Hannah “Let Mia come over”

Grab on the Drac, Controlla


[Outro]

(Aye, where you at, though?)

(Nah, where you at?)

(Aye, that was a freestyle by the way, still)

(I ain’t written nothin’ on here)

Boy

(Aye, aye, aye, aye)

(Aye, aye, aye, aye, boy!)