rocket Lyrics

Huh, huh, huh, huh, huh, huh Huh, huh, huh, huh, huh, huh, huh

Bitch, I'm out my body, new perk, I just popped it

All I want is racks hell yeah that's my main topic

Bad lil' bitch, plug my dick inside her like a socket, huh

I'm on Mars, bout to take off like a fuckin rocket, huh

Like a fucking rocket huh

Bands, bands, bands, bands, that's what's in my pocket, huh

Bad lil' bitch, you know her body T and I'ma clock it, huh

Once it's up, then it's forever stuck, you know we cannot drop it

Skirt off in that motherfuckin' V just like Need For Speed

She gon' hit my phone, lil' ho, I'm not the one you need

I only talk that money, yeah I'm speakin' Guapanese

Puffing big, gas it, hit my lungs, yeah, I can't breathe

Twenty missed calls, I can't think, I'm on the road

Thinkin' bout my past and how my life's gonna unfold

You can't come around the gang no more, hell, yeah, you told

Dirty green money in my pocket, it's lookin' like some mold

That moldy green hell, yeah, that moldy cash

I knew it was your bitch, by the way, she moved that ass

Talkin' tough, then we can duke it up just like I'm Cooper Flagg

Lil' twin pull up, big body mazi, I pull up in a big old jag

Yee, I pull up in a big old jag

Guap up in my pockets, bitch, that's why my pants sag

Flew her out the Bora Bora on a plane, I'm jet-lagged

Pussy, fuck your mans, yeah, he dead, can't get him back

I could drop a 50 bag and get you a shot

Hop up in Balenci gang like what I'm bout to cop

Them niggas did me foul, I ain't even try to flop

Call your bitch a box because she gonna send out that drop

Your mans like Apple, yeah, cause he send the drops and we gon' air it out

This bitch all up in my ear, the fuck you talkin' bout

In my D-M's beggin' for a feature, yeah, you need some clout

Tell your man-bitch to pull up and slide, cause I need that mouth