Pocket Rocket
Rylan Oz
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Put em on blast fast rocket Parmesan cash on ramen Do a new dash bat Robin Snap it on flash Pride and no press Put em on blast fast rocket Parmesan cash on ramen Do a new dash bat Robin Private owned jet fly public No guest, just pressure Yeah I might get bawlin (Bawlin, bawlin, bawlin, bawlin) Yeah bish, yeah bish, said I might get bawlin (Bawlin, bawlin, bawlin, bawlin) Yeah bish, yeah bish, give a f*ck about college (What the f*ck is that shit?) Yeah bish, yeah bish, said I might get bawlin (Bawlin, bawlin, bawlin, bawlin) Yeah bish, yeah bish, said I might get bawlin I suggest your clique get started I can reap a bitch no garden pickin Pussy in the a.m. it's a carcass If I f*ck another day I be a Target With a single mama aiming where I park it Why I need to duck if you chipping paint off a bumper I feel the pain like a number and soon with quality coverage Ain't no one could tell me how to top on my level Ain't got a role model or idol who don't talk with the devil You feel me Why'd I never get the funds What the f*ck I had to do Always wanna be the one That's why they out number you Put em on blast fast rocket Parmesan cash on ramen Do a new dash bat Robin Snap it on flash Pride and no press Got my own flex too conscious Got my own desk new office Got my own sweat new profit Got a new job I'm bossin Do a new dash thats constant Pride it don't dim Check the new clip Big steal that's armed robbery Common denominator you gon get divided with him P-p-poppin in a vessel like a zombie Mama pop a pill I warned her bout the pharmacy What the f*ck is on my name Anything I want so I can call these bitches lame Put a profit in my pocket while I'm walking off the stage like a testament to Edison Im a Sin, a genius and, a cynical Devlin not the devil but fierce enough to pick on your level With the opposite definite prolly just get to em f*ck the fetti Not with the rest of em all a you making me deadly make em Drop in a second on top of the clock when you ready Optimal measures the chemistry poppin like pistols are poppin to pocket the watches And walk while he watches the bombing an awkward apostle a worrisome comment, has Got him reversing his posture he certainly knew that he oughta How many fucks did you want I Don't think I f*ck with you maybe we better apart I Don't see me up with you, f*ck if you needed me thought I'd Let you know I don't trust hoes So how many f*ck did you want I Don't think I f*ck with you maybe we better apart I Don't need to run with you if I get more when I'm on my I'm on my own when I Put em on blast fast rocket Parmesan cash on ramen Do a new dash bat Robin Snap it on flash Pride and no press Put em on blast fast rocket Parmesan cash on ramen Do a new dash bat Robin Private owned jet fly public No guest, just pressure Yeah I might get bawlin (Bawlin, bawlin, bawlin, bawlin) Yeah bish, yeah bish, said I might get bawlin (Bawlin, bawlin, bawlin, bawlin) Yeah bish, yeah bish, give a f*ck about college (What the f*ck is that shit?) Yeah bish, yeah bish, said I might get bawlin
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