Rip N Runnin'

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StaySolidRocky

Darak Figueroa, known professionally as StaySolidRocky, is an American rapper, singer, and songwriter. Born in San Antonio, Texas, he was raised in Richmond, Virginia. He rose to fame in 2020 with his single "Party Girl", which has peaked at number 27 on the Billboard Hot 100. more »

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Times are runnin', rip 'n' runnin' we can't go back
I stopped takin' adderall but girl you know that
Thought you pulled up in the Wagon, hope you drove that
Oppositions see I'm flaggin' we gon' skull that

Pop off, Rocky too high and he ain't landed
He in the fye, he in the sky, he devil dancin'
I don't reply, you bitches cry, I ain't romantic (uh-uh)
Body bag a nigga, pick it up and slam it
You speak on Rip, my finger flick, turn you to ashes
We on that shit, we train that bitch while we was back there
My lighter flick, I reminisce and get to laughin'
We, we just havin' fun, I hit and run like I just crashed it

F*ck around and split his shit in half that a boy a fraction
We gon' come and go, the Glock explode, it's leavin' fragments
Nigga duckin' pressure, robbin' carpets I got static
Throwin' thirty bullets hope your wide receiver catch it
Live life to the fullest I ain't emptyin' out glasses
I dropped out of school, no I ain't fillin' out these classes
Win another round and I'm receivin' these advances
These niggas ain't make it 'cause they burnin' out like plastic

What the f*ck? Niggas know whats up (niggas know what's up)
Choppa bust, old bitch like to f*ck (old bitch like to f*ck)
Can't get cuffed, left 'em in the dust (they left me in the dust)
I can't trust, guess I smell like must (guess I smell like must)
Oh, that's tough (oh, that's tough)
Perky pile, it bust (oh, it bust)
Call my phone, hang that bitch right up (hang that bitch right up)
How if us, can't roll me in no blunt (can't roll me in no)
Hermes, hit the whip, in a 'Vette
Niggas mad, told that bitch, "Oh my bad"
Solo slime by myself, I'm on they ass
F*ck that cash, we get down on your ass
I've been ballin' on these niggas, no Steve Nash

Pop off, Rocky too high and he ain't landed
He in the fye, he in the sky, he devil dancin'
I don't reply, you bitches cry, I ain't romantic (uh-uh)
Body bag a nigga, pick it up and slam it
You speak on Rip, my finger flick, turn you to ashes
We on that shit, we train that bitch while we was back there
My lighter flick, I reminisce and get to laughin'
We, we just havin' fun, I hit and run like I just crashed it

F*ck livin', got some real hard feelings
F*ck the streets, but you niggas still in it
Behind the streets all your partners went missin', oh

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