Lyrics:
The nerdiness that is intentional My humbleness makes you lucky My fallback- the game help you lock it. A Gamecock ring I'm rocking Forever Cocky Where do you
Down, down, down Down, down, down We gonna shut the city Down, down, down Down, down, down No gamecock but rocking feathers Playing chess no no not
like muhfuckin peacock And I still got the same brothers living in Gamecock Hear his ass talking crazy We run in his damn spot Had to cut that bitch off
Hop out Fresh Racks Strip club blow bout 10 Stacks Carolina till I die I been that Right there with the gamecocks Big facts Lookin like money when
food stamps sell them for extensions You dont want smoke smoke wit them set up chickens We got gamecocks, we got tigers, we got tar heels We got riders,
rain drops The trunk rattle make the pain stop Im in the H-Town, I'm in the A-Town, I'm in the Carolinas like a gamecock They try to cool me off so I
Palmetto blue low tops Hit your bitch with that gamecock I don’t slip and I ain’t stopping Carolina I know I got it I made the beat and I know it’s rocking
Hitchcock These bitches like switch cock which cock This cock Gamecock Bang boogie bang but I sang like I stang like a fresh cut guess what Her nicca got
cash Was homeless, slept on my friends couch Glock toting, they hate my big mouth Gamecock, still repping the big south My cock tastes fishy like big
hits, hits, hits, (yuh dig) hits, hits, hits, hits, (yuh dig) hits, hits Gamecocks
shit come in 360 like it's Gamestop My niggas still slinging birds like a gamecock In the gym working on my belly like I'm Lennox All the hoes still love
it again I get up and get out I just want me a win If you not gamecock then you not my twin If you ain't my type you can not come in Un huh Un huh Un
to Gamecock Lanes Side note we had our first date here, we didn't know what the future bring Couple hours later, we were out the door Time to take my baby
Unless you tryna get shot Nashville didn't dress me I was made on the creek Wrestled barefoot honkies in Them gamecocks bitch Realness don't sell in
lyin', Nigga Try me, make your hoe call me Mufasa, chicken head, gave me Head, head, yeah, man, I swear that She a GameCock, Get the bread, get The head
dead stock Yeah she know that I'm a real player she a gamecock I got punchlines that hit hard Zo Shamrock Get them in an then I get them gone a damn
Gorilla Pimp gettin STAAACKS Dirty south made born to mack A gamecock with cock game put Her on the track Raise ya tail feather so a john can get that Drink
lactose intolerant (Ahhh!) Don't be getting defensive Just call me the gamecock, 'cause when you beat it on hard you get the special ending And there's
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