ROCKET SCIENCE

Bitch
Akachi in this motherfucker
Big up!

I do what I want, plus I do just what you can't
Pussy want no smoke, I tell 'em slide, I want a taste
I heard she a thot and gave you brain, like what a waste
I sit by a lake and eat filet
It's shrimp and steak
Swear I hate them niggas, feeling like the KKK
My boys stay with triggers, pull they finger on that K
'Less you want them problems, boy, just stay up out my way
I'm bullshit intolerant, put missiles in yo' face

Ayy, you don't want problems boy, I heard that you's a faker
Ayy, I get the bread and hit the bank, bitch, I'm a baker
Ayy, I'm in the street up in LA like I'm a Laker
Uh, I'm like I'm Kobe, I'm gon' ball then see you later
Ayy, I do my thing, I'm the kitchen with the thing
Ayy, I get my package, shorty asking for a ring
No, bitch, I don't love you, I just wanna pull yo' strings
Yes, I just I got the bag, I got my crown, bitch, I'm a king
Yo, I'm always cooking, water whipping, that's my diet
You don't wan' no pressure, pussy nigga, you should try it
Ayy, I got the rocket on me now, just like it's science
Ayy, I'm with my fans, these niggas love me, start a riot

Gucci lion on my tennis shoes, bitch, ayy
You defying what I'm telling you, bitch, ayy (bitch)
You supposed to be only one, bitch, ayy (big up)
Now you acting way too friendly, like bitch, wait
I ain't sign up for this
I need a blunt for this
I got a bucket list
Shit, check
That's one
Get head from a broke ass thot bitch
Check, check, definitely check
Thooter

Over



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Writer(s): Joey Trap
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