Rocket Ship
. Torch
. I'm goin up like a rocket
Yeah I'm goin up like a rocket
Torch
Turnt
Yeah
Spilling the wock n shit
Told you that I'm goin' up, yeah
Up like a rocket ship, yeah, yeah
We goin' up like a rocket ship
Up to the top and shit, (Top)
I got a whole lotta guap to get, yeah, yeah
I'm goin' up like a rocket
I had to get it and I went and got it
Hunnids on hunnids, stuffed all in my pockets
If I got a Xan, I'ma pop it
I might just fuck on a fan in the process
Played her a track and she tellin' me drop it
She wanna fuck with the hottest
Yeah, she wanna fuck with the hottest
Niggas try copy, I tell them to stop
I took a pill and it's makin' me nauseous
Feel like a god and my bitch like a goddess
But she a devil in them Pradas, fuck
She a demon and an angel
She wanna taste
She wanna touch
She in a race
She in a rush
The look on her face
Say I'm the one
She said that I'm second to none
This isn't love
Baby, it's lust
You know my lifestyle crazy as fuck, yeah
But baby, it's up
Up, up, up
Up like a rocket
Up, up, yeah
Damn, she wanna rock it
Up, up, up
Just like a rocket ship
Damn, what the fuck
Yeah, I'm at the top and shit
Torch
Turnt
Yeah
Spilling the wock n shit
Told you that I'm goin' up, yeah
Up like a rocket ship, yeah, yeah
We goin' up like a rocket ship
Up to the top and shit, (Top)
I got a whole lotta guap to get, yeah, yeah
I'm goin' up like a rocket
I had to get it and I went and got it
Hunnids on hunnids, stuffed all in my pockets
If I got a Xan, I'ma pop it
I might just fuck on a fan in the process
Played her a track and she tellin' me drop it
She wanna fuck with the hottest
(Hot . Hot)
I make it hot as shit
I want that money
I don't want the fame
Never the opposite
Torch, Niggas mad
Cause niggas just not as lit
I'm really out of this world
And she wanna ride in my rocket ship
She wanna go to the six
She wanna go to the land
I got her throwin' it back
She got me holdin' her hand
She got me blowin' the racks
She got me throwin' her bands
I'll really keep it in stack
I don't want this shit to end
Yeah, I make it hot as shit
I want that money, I don't want the fame
And never the opposite
Torch, niggas mad
Niggas just not as lit
I'm really, ah, .
. I'm goin up like a rocket
Yeah I'm goin up like a rocket
Torch
Turnt
Yeah
Spilling the wock n shit
Told you that I'm goin' up, yeah
Up like a rocket ship, yeah, yeah
We goin' up like a rocket ship
Up to the top and shit, (Top)
I got a whole lotta guap to get, yeah, yeah
I'm goin' up like a rocket
I had to get it and I went and got it
Hunnids on hunnids, stuffed all in my pockets
If I got a Xan, I'ma pop it
I might just fuck on a fan in the process
Played her a track and she tellin' me drop it
She wanna fuck with the hottest
Yeah, she wanna fuck with the hottest
Niggas try copy, I tell them to stop
I took a pill and it's makin' me nauseous
Feel like a god and my bitch like a goddess
But she a devil in them Pradas, fuck
She a demon and an angel
She wanna taste
She wanna touch
She in a race
She in a rush
The look on her face
Say I'm the one
She said that I'm second to none
This isn't love
Baby, it's lust
You know my lifestyle crazy as fuck, yeah
But baby, it's up
Up, up, up
Up like a rocket
Up, up, yeah
Damn, she wanna rock it
Up, up, up
Just like a rocket ship
Damn, what the fuck
Yeah, I'm at the top and shit
Torch
Turnt
Yeah
Spilling the wock n shit
Told you that I'm goin' up, yeah
Up like a rocket ship, yeah, yeah
We goin' up like a rocket ship
Up to the top and shit, (Top)
I got a whole lotta guap to get, yeah, yeah
I'm goin' up like a rocket
I had to get it and I went and got it
Hunnids on hunnids, stuffed all in my pockets
If I got a Xan, I'ma pop it
I might just fuck on a fan in the process
Played her a track and she tellin' me drop it
She wanna fuck with the hottest
(Hot . Hot)
I make it hot as shit
I want that money
I don't want the fame
Never the opposite
Torch, Niggas mad
Cause niggas just not as lit
I'm really out of this world
And she wanna ride in my rocket ship
She wanna go to the six
She wanna go to the land
I got her throwin' it back
She got me holdin' her hand
She got me blowin' the racks
She got me throwin' her bands
I'll really keep it in stack
I don't want this shit to end
Yeah, I make it hot as shit
I want that money, I don't want the fame
And never the opposite
Torch, niggas mad
Niggas just not as lit
I'm really, ah, .
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Writer(s): Nasier Brister
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