ROCKET Lyrics

He spoke on my bro then that boy got poked

Like damn that's a dumb way to go

Spinning with Jaydin you know that's my bro

If I pass him the chop then you know he gon' blow

She like Blanco baby you the goat

If it's brick outside then I flock through the coat

When you hear the clappin' know who did that

Brody got hit we put him on a shit bag

And I know that these niggas won't get back

Beyblade, pass me the knock I'ma rip that

Stop it, not with the talking, chit chat

Rocket, I got it on me, click that

Bop it, she feeling naughty, split that

And she ain't gon' line me that treesh know I'm clicking

Brody got robbed, that's why he bitching

And his mans got popped from all of the spinning

Like let's get it on, I thought you was with it

Spin on my doly, like I'm a fidget

Cause bitch I'm a demon like how don't you get it

Hollows they flying they rip through his fitted

Nina, she got the nina, blam it

That's my heart you ain't getting no chances

I'm in the field like I grew up in Kansas

See a opp broad day, no jamming

I do the stomping I don't do the dancing

Bro you ain't tough, you grew up in a mansion

He said that I ran, don't jack that

Before I make bro go reach in that backpack

He spoke on my bro then that boy got poked

Like damn that's a dumb way to go

Spinning with Jaydin you know that's my bro

If I pass him the chop then you know he gon' blow

She like Blanco baby you the goat

If it's brick outside then I flock through the coat

When you hear the clappin' know who did that

Brody got hit we put him on a shit bag

Told bro, flock at his whip

I'm feeling crazy, might flock at his bitch

Pass me the rock, I'ma get the assist

Told bro don't drop my shit

He talking hot but I know he a bitch

My boy gon' up that shit

Fuck it, told him dump that shit

Better not stop til you drop that bitch

Opps, I got a lot I could mention

All on my dick I won't give 'em attention

Don't need the knocker, I'll teach 'em a lesson

Opp thot, tryna fuck her and her best friend

She giving me mata, I'm breaking her neck in

She like to tote on the Wesson

You thinking you tough, but who you impressing

Told bro come through get to wreckin'