Zxnseii ! - rocket Lyrics

Huh, huh, huh, huh, huh, huh Huh, huh, huh, huh, huh, huh, huh
Bitch, I'm out my body, new perk, I just popped it
All I want is racks hell yeah that's my main topic
Bad lil' bitch, plug my dick inside her like a socket, huh
I'm on Mars, bout to take off like a f*ckin rocket, huh
Like a f*cking rocket huh
Bands, bands, bands, bands, that's what's in my pocket, huh
Bad lil' bitch, you know her body T and I'ma clock it, huh
Once it's up, then it's forever stuck, you know we cannot drop it
Skirt off in that motherf*ckin' V just like Need For Speed
She gon' hit my phone, lil' ho, I'm not the one you need
I only talk that money, yeah I'm speakin' Guapanese
Puffing big, gas it, hit my lungs, yeah, I can't breathe
Twenty missed calls, I can't think, I'm on the road
Thinkin' bout my past and how my life's gonna unfold
You can't come around the gang no more, hell, yeah, you told
Dirty green money in my pocket, it's lookin' like some mold
That moldy green hell, yeah, that moldy cash
I knew it was your bitch, by the way, she moved that ass
Talkin' tough, then we can duke it up just like I'm Cooper Flagg
Lil' twin pull up, big body mazi, I pull up in a big old jag
Yee, I pull up in a big old jag
Guap up in my pockets, bitch, that's why my pants sag
Flew her out the Bora Bora on a plane, I'm jet-lagged
Pussy, f*ck your mans, yeah, he dead, can't get him back
I could drop a 50 bag and get you a shot
Hop up in Balenci gang like what I'm bout to cop
Them niggas did me foul, I ain't even try to flop
Call your bitch a box because she gonna send out that drop
Your mans like Apple, yeah, cause he send the drops and we gon' air it out
This bitch all up in my ear, the f*ck you talkin' bout
In my D-M's beggin' for a feature, yeah, you need some clout
Tell your man-bitch to pull up and slide, cause I need that mouth