Boy, boy, boy Gotta rocket in my Boy, boy, boy Gotta in my pocket
Maximum overdrive, how to alive outta Lear jets no parachute, skydive Fuck these niggaz, I'm runnin' a .45 I don't wanna be, ugh, I even wanna be alive
But if I be natas, the hottest nigga wit' coatist stated's what brought us, bloody up ya pratas When I ya through the mud Got for guns, got love for slugs
Drugs, thugs wit' turn ya rainy day sunny The MDNA got my nose runnin' up in these races runnin' against these racists Treat ya like Joe Bruce wit' 2 faces and I wanna be alive
Boy, boy, boy Gotta rocket in my Boy, boy, boy rocket in my pocket
Dump, dump, dump, dump dump, dump I'ma dumb, I'ma dumb, I'ma dumb, dumb
Boy, boy, boy Gotta in my pocket Boy, boy, boy Gotta rocket in my
Ski masks in the seat I'm turning 6th street, you 'bout to heat E on the Burrough street callin' cops in, in Cocks in, niggaz are blocked in out to Washington
Turn the down, clap with gun sound Double lock, up wit' the gun, clown You walkin' North but the sign say South Ambulance, yo, yo, you bucked
Man, move, yo, kid, you down in the foxhole, move dodger Hot in ya vest now, move a little Giddy-up hoes, you get though
My aim so, .38 slug so I duck shells they scatter 'round the rugs though I dump twicely, I dump nicely kid precisely, the wall so When I'm also tech yo spray ya torso
Boy, boy, boy rocket in my pocket Boy, boy, boy Gotta in my pocket
Dump, dump, dump, dump dump, dump I'ma dumb, I'ma dumb, I'ma dumb, I'ma
Boy, boy, boy rocket in my pocket Boy, boy, boy rocket in my pocket