Red Rocket Lyrics

Oh Yeah Yeah

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Oh, Yeah Yeah

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Prod Adriel

We sipping that Voss like fuck what's the cost

We in the H in the Audi we gone

Mcqueens on my feet them shits weigh a ton

I think I know who the fuck is my son

You speak up to me lil bitch you get gone

We grinding your set nigga like we

Shaun

We just La-De-De-Da boy what's the problem

We just tryna get high, boy like a rocket

I hate picking sides unless there is profit

You value yo' shit boy like a market

Your hundreds is mmm better just mark it

You better than mmm lil boy just stop it

My dick is in mmm she better just munch it

Just like a taco nigga we gone crunch it

Just like a Soviet boy we gone march it

These niggas is sweet just like gelato

Got so much cash damn near won the lotto

My pockets is stuffed nigga with the knots though

We filling her shit nigga like a nozzle

I'm making her laugh she take off her socks though

She wanna feel me, I'm just like stop though

She suddenly freeze, like what's the problem?

I'm like baby, you can only top though

Then she proceed to give me some top though

I look at her head that shit was just bobbling

I nut in her mouth and she get to swallowing

But Anyways what did y'all think what the problem is

This shit like a drought y'all niggas ain't got that shit

They looking at Suke then they get to copying

They steal all my shit nigga like a goblin

The greedy ass niggas know that they ain't stopping shit

We all in the south like Houston we popping shit

The Seven Eleven Cups know that we rocking shit

We pour up the Fours nigga in the bottle shit

I suck on her toes and that bitch like adaleh

A lot of these niggas they go in to hibernate

But you know I'm spicy just like a habanero

When I switch up my flow that shit make you throw up

And if it's nigga want smoke well the gas make him blow up

You know damn well these boys can't show up

We all up in Dallas you know that we store up

My niggas cozy just like a blanket

These niggas ode they can't even make it

The fruit box niggas that try to just fake shit

Take ya' lil time lil nigga be patient

Just hear out my rhymes i'm making cake shit

Niggas turn on you just like a kick flip

And Yea she is Cuban you know she lick shit

I count up my Cubans wet in the lake shit

But to be honest know niggas relations

Niggas hitch a lil ride like at a lil station

Putting yo' shit in he ground boy like a staked tent

We flipping yo' shit over like som steak eh

And fuck all them peons that be hating

I'm on my grind nigga like we skating

Tipped so hard fell on the pavement

I never did that fuck what y'all claiming

Oh and to be honest I never floored ranges

But cmere lil baby we can make an arrangement

I'm sorry for all the stuff I be stating

But ima say bye and go eat some Asian

Maybe some rice pull up at the location

It's Suke bye bye I'm clutching my ramen