[Intro]

Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, uh

Uh

Yeah

[Chorus]

Take off, rocket ship (Yeah)

I start goin' dumb

I got bad hoes on my dick (Bad hoes on my what?)

My life movin' light speed, where I go from here? (Where I go from here?)

This shit feel like 2016, when Bron got a chip (When Bron got a chip)

All these blues in my pockets, niggas would've thought they was Crips (Yeah)

[Verse]

(Yeah)

Would've thought they was Crips (Uh)

Would've thought they was gangbangers

Doin' this shit for Nick (Yeah)

I was high as fuck, twin, had to quit the trip (Uh)

When niggas stop inside, they peep designer drip (Uh)

And peep all my clothеs (Uh)

I'm on a money race, don't got time for no hoеs (Yeah)

You know if I hit a play, I spend it with the bros (Yeah)

We get high 'bout every day, bro, let's keep on roll'

Like, why the hell am I in L.A., why not Melrose? (Yeah)

These Margiela Gats, bitch, not no shell toes (Hell no)

We could never lack, bitch, we gon' keep a pole (Yeah)

I got Louie wallet filled with bankrolls (Damn)

[Chorus]

Take off, rocket ship (Uh)

I start goin' dumb

I got bad hoes on my dick (Bad hoes on my dick)

My life movin' light speed, where I go from here?

This shit feel like 2016, when Bron got a chip (Yep)

All these blues in my pockets, niggas would've thought they was Crips (Yeah)

[Outro]

Would've thought they was Crips