Qrayzy – Rocket

[Chorus]

Mix that wock, Trish (damn)

In that rocket (damn)

All that money in my motherfucking wallet (damn)

We get you gone, all these niggas tryna start shit (damn)

We get you gone

Taking off in spaceships

Mix that wock, Trish (damn)

In that rocket (damn)

Got that tool on me but it ain’t in my pocket

They tryna talk on me but they ain’t nothing like this

Me and my bitch make money, think that hoe my sidekick

[Verse]

Got that tool on me, these niggas know I’m down to ride

Bitch, I’m deep inside, bitch, that’s not my condom size

She know that we forever, don’t know why we always fight

She know that we forever, don’t know why we always—hold on

I pop mе a perc and they tell mе slow down

Back in the H so I’m back in town

Not a bartender but I’m serving rounds

These hating niggas can’t bring me down

They should’ve known better

I’m sick of wasting my time so I’m burning down all of these love letters

She sick of wasting her time—told that bitch she should’ve chose better

My fate’s in my arms

That’s why I keep that tool on me

Got ’em mad, they wanna sue on me

[Chorus]

Mix that wock, Trish (damn)

In that rocket (damn)

All that money in my motherfucking wallet (damn)

We get you gone, all these niggas tryna start shit (damn)

We get you gone

Taking off in spaceships

Mix that wock, Trish (damn)

In that rocket (damn)

Got that tool on me but it ain’t in my pocket

They tryna talk on me but they ain’t nothing like this

Me and my bitch make money, think that hoe my sidekick