Houston Roccet

Uh I ain't gotta brag much
I just got my swag up
I'm known for popping tags up
Like the trash man, look I just got my bags up
I spin the blocc in something new
Go run and put yo slab up nigga
I'm so tired of you rappers
Half steppin like kappas
You a gangsta or you a dancer
Hold up, only thang tik tok is my wrist watch
I'm posted up with my clip out
I shoot from the bacc like a tricc shot nigga
Aye come thru switching lanes clutching
In the studio Ima flame something
My rap skills on Dwayne Johnson
Don't try me nigga you cant buy me nigga
I'm CEO you niggaz CB4
And I'm legendary, niggaz heard about me
But they never seen me like a UFO
What you wanna know?
How I came up born without shit
Ain't nobody gonna tell u how to get rich
Gotta do it by yourself just like J Prince
Nigga what you gone do?
When the whole city leaning on you
And the rap game need something new, mmm
I came in the game and got em (Got em)
You know how I'm roccin (Roccin)
You know I ain't floppin (Uh uh)
You know my shit is poppin
Trunk to trunk they knoccin
Outta space with it
I'm a Houston Roccet (Wooo)
Got the game on locc
Youu know I won't stop
And Ima shoot my shot
Befo I shoot a prop (Yea)
Pay me what you owe me
Or gimmie wat you got
I want that top spot

Look down in h town I'm known to be a factor
Living like a bachelor
To real to be an actor
Pushing all this weight, Ima need a tractor
Baby we cant date if you broke, that's unattractive foreal
Take it how you wanna
Just dont take it lightly
Niggaz copy me but can't copyright me
When I ghost write man that shit is frightening
But then these niggaz turn to Mike Tyson
Hear my shit and they start biting
And really my city ain't been the same
Since the Houston Oilers moved to the Titans
Its cool tho
Like the lease up I make moves hoe
Straight to the top where I'm tryna go
See I was born broke but I ain't dying broke
So I grind (So I grind)
Yea counting money til my thumbs sore
And I went from hardly having hoes
To hitting hoes that I hardly know
And that's co...
C'mon thats cold shit if I ever seen it
I'm cold blooded but I'm not anemic
I'm God's child but I drive a demon
What it do, got the whole city leaning on you
And the rap game need something new, mmm
I came in the game and got em (Got em)
You know how I'm roccin (Roccin)
You know I ain't floppin (Uh uh)
You know my shit is poppin
Trunk to trunk they knoccin
Outta space with it
I'm a Houston Roccet (Wooo)
Got the game on locc
Youu know I won't stop
And Ima shoot my shot
Befo I shoot a prop (Yea)
Pay me what you owe me
Or gimmie wat you got
I want that top spot



Credits
Writer(s): Erik Landry Jr
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