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sitting in that hall by the kitchen
Rocket up that second flight, I'm a man on a mission
Her door open, seen my sister in the fetal position
Now nothing was

Dutch with him

Now the nigga jumping like a ghost hit him
I hope that he ain't think that I was playing with him
Cause it ain't a joking mood when them

wats popping yeah I'm popping
I'm straight drop yeah Dey coppin
Trap jumping ain't no flopping
Up da stick ain't no robbin
My bitch bad like a toddler
20

This the big one
Don't let that go over your head
Still jumping on as the beat jump off
Dumping thru the speakers they don't pump soft
Knocking real hard

I could name 4,5,6 niggas that keep watching my pockets
(Pocket watchers)
Fuck with me I'll show you my rocket
I'm going so hard I'll never ever stop

Come with my tasks forces
Me and RF gonna slide on anybody now if they ask for it

Ride with the Yao Ming on me yeah I keep a rocket
He tried to pull up

I went back to the good old habits
Jumping up and down to clown around like I'm a rabbit but in spite that I'm a savage
From the ground up I slowly

jumping
& I be thot fucking
Basic bitches tryna long tongue it
Dog shit on the bus coming
Back tryna drag something
Racing like a crash dummy
Gotta keep

to thrive
I'mma rocket taking off and pray I survive
Flow so sick, I'mma virus
Deadly to the touch, got me feeling like Midas
I will become righteous
Despite

to sleep
Told niggas to stop it
Bitches been buggin', getting outta pocket
You not a charm, you don't need a locket
I'm not a bomb, bitch, I am the rocket

me all poppin'
Blastin off Team Rocket
Step up on the gas when she hop in (in, yeah)
Shots at the party yeah we sipping now
Whole team going up yeah we

like I'm on rockets
You can’t try to hang out in my pockets
Now I'm plugging in I'm in the socket
My heart's jumping up and down it's on a trampoline

Go and make the wrong move
It sings a bad tune

Not complacent
I've been thankful for the right tools
Jumping off the deep end
I got tricks to show you

A n**** been hungry I’m straight out of Lebanon
I said do not kill him, my bro got the message wrong
And we got that rocket my n**** might set it off
Oh

rocket
In his fucking pocket, feeling like he James Harden
Niggas getting out of pocket, yeah we gotta step on 'em
They don't know what we had to do all

bitch I just been in my bag
The more you run it up more they gone flock where you at
Now they all jumping and saw what I got now they mad
Told em I'm

brain
I wonder when the vibe we have will slowly start to fade
I wonder if I'm over, if I'm over
I feel like a bitch the way I'm jumping to conclusions
I

a big dog
Hop out with choppas and rockets and lift off
Come through your block, get it jumping like criss-cross
Always on call boy, I can't take my kicks

pastor
You pussy ass trappers should pray to your pastor
Pussy ass niggas ain't getting no money
I hit the trap and I get this bitch jumping
Finessing

ain't really been here before
I been the malcolm in the middle, ain't been jumping for joy
Sozi playing dodgeball, I ain't yo average joe
Ain't never held

Look at it, look at it, look at it, look at me
I'm like Coca Cola I'm popping
I'm too fly, take off rocket
When I'm off set I'm still on it
And your time

and automobiles

Starship stamp tickets rocket passports
Cruise control pit stop and crash ya dashboard

Keep my tires rollin never slip like stud less
Causing

take over me
Cause I know a couple bitches jumping through hoops
Yeah the money will make her do anything
Never finding out why you with me
Fuck her

crazy on a mission
Bout to take off 
But my rocket fuel was my aggression
Eyes wide open 
Now I'm gazing in all the directions
Till I saw this dude