Rocket

Smoke, smoke, smoke
Smoke, smoke, smoke
Uhhh uhh
Pull up with a uhhh uhh
Pull up with a uhhh uhh
Pull up with a uhhh uhh

Pull up with a necklace, I pull up where I'm steppin'
Pull up when I'm reckless, I pull up with a checklist
Pull up to my girls Christmas party lookin' festive
He don't know my name that's good he into fake shit
He don't know my name that's good he into snitchin'
I already copped his mom now I gotta go for sis' then
I am not a star, but I wanna ball like Pippen
She said she wanna call, but I do not need assistance

Blue shit, blue shit, all up in my pocket
Gang shit, gang shit, pull up with a rocket
Famous, famous, gettin' big just like a Loch Ness
Heartless, heartless, see a bitch then I'ma cop it
Uhhh uhh, you can't stop me
Uhhh uhh, you can't
Uhhh uhh, you can't stop me
Uhhh uhhhhhhhhh

Stompin' on these haters man they still make me some profit
I got some foreign bitches they always speakin' nonsense
But they never looked my way until I started ballin'
Damn my wrist is frozen and my neck drip like a faucet
Heisenberg shit I only make blues (blues, blues)
I can't fall in love you (you, you)
These bitches be eatin' celery get up yo' salary
Money in my pockets, Gucci shirt, Rick Owens on my feet
I can't trust none of these bitches, bad personalities
If you just like me you got like three different mentalities
I got a emo girl she love the suicide doors
I ain't never take no drugs but I'm always out my world
I will always pull the trigger the choppa ain't shy girl
She asked me why you going so fast? I don't read the signs girl

Blue shit, blue shit, all up in my pocket
Gang shit, gang shit, pull up with a rocket
Famous, famous, gettin' big just like a Loch Ness
Heartless, heartless, see a bitch then I'ma cop it
Uhhh uhh, you can't stop me
Uhhh uhh, you can't
Uhhh uhh, you can't stop me
Uhhh uhhhhhhhhh



Credits
Writer(s): Gurjot Singh
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