Pocket Rocket ft. DJ RdottyBoom & AMU Henry Smalls Lyrics

Yea, yea

Yea, yea

(R.Dotty! watashi no tame ni sore wa suru koto ga deki masu ka?)

Miku!

Don't get me started

I'ma tote my rocket

When it's time to slide, yea

You know that I got it

Let 'em know it's time, yea

Then I'm fuckin' on it

Rub him out, rub him out

Empty out his pocket

Don't get me started

Don't get me started

Don't get me started

Don't get me started

I'ma, I'ma tote my rocket

I'ma, I'ma tote my rocket

Empty, Empty out his pocket

Empty, Empty out his pocket

We been on top opp shit

We been movin' toxic

Bruh trying to get high

I told lil bruh watch this

Send him to the sky

We gon' make him nauseous

All my fuckin' life

I really been poppin'

I'm in the function and I'm getting loud

Hatsune Miku be rockin' yo' town

Catch them on sight and we beatin' them down

Don't worry, cause there's enough come 'round

Catch them outside and we making it lit

You know Miku be doing her shit

Miku always gon' go legit

Miku Miku spinning again

Racks up

They can't get enough

Dap up

I ain't givin' hugs

Oh, that's tough

That I can show no love

Yuh, yuh

Get me high

I be hidin' in yo Wi-Fi

In my Blue tie

Miku bring the heat, yea

Oh no, you fried

Gonna make you move to the beat, all night

Now we heatin' up, the fire don't die

Don't get me started

I'ma tote my rocket

When it's time to slide, yea

You know that I got it

Let 'em know it's time, yea

Then I'm fuckin' on it

Rub him out, rub him out

Empty out his pocket

Don't get me started (Uhhh)

Don't get me started (Uhhh)

Don't get me started (Uhhh)

Don't get me started (What? Henry Smalls!)

I'ma, I'ma tote my rocket (Like)

I'ma, I'ma tote my rocket (You know the vibes)

Empty, Empty out his pocket

Empty, Empty out his pocket (Uhhh)

Empty, Empty out his pocket (Yea!)

You know me, I got it (Yea!)

Hit him in his socket, with that fuckin' pocket rocket (Uhh!)

You know I be ballin' (Yuh!)

Downtown I be stylin' (Yuh!)

All these bitches wallin' (Uhhh!)

I be sippin' on long island (Yuh! Uhh!)

They know me, I'm makin' it lit

R.DottyB on the beat once again

Why you mad? Explain that shit

Better watch yo' tone, I am not your friend

You know me, I be spinnin' in the background

Mess with the gang and you not comin' back now

I'm finna take a lil' trip where you lack now

They wanna hate till they hear me on the beat

Got them like, Whoa!

And I'm chillin' with Miku

And she got the knock, get low!

And we sendin' like fifty shots

You better check the score!

Cause I be on some crazy shit

And you already know!

We be comin' up, on bro

R.DottyB made the beat, and we fucked it up

Everything green, all these racks we be runnin' up

My opps punks, they is not Tuff E Nuff

Wanna see me fail but the cause ain't just enough

Think about how hard it is to make a buck

Can't stay focused, these niggas wanna make it tough

They can't be bothered but I be flambéin' up

Run up on me and you won't be late enough

Don't get me started

I'ma tote my rocket

When it's time to slide, yea

You know that I got it

Let 'em know it's time, yea

Then I'm fuckin' on it

Rub him out, rub him out

Empty out his pocket

Don't get me started

Don't get me started

Don't get me started

Don't get me started

I'ma, I'ma tote my rocket

I'ma, I'ma tote my rocket

Empty, Empty out his pocket

Empty, Empty out his pocket

Whoa! Uhhh!

Yea, yea, yea

Ehhhh! Mmmmm

Mmmmmm, mmmmm