Boy, boy, boy Gotta rocket in my Boy, boy, boy Gotta rocket in my
Maximum overdrive, how to alive Jumpin' outta Lear jets no parachute, Fuck these niggaz, I'm wit' a .45 I don't wanna be, ugh, I don't wanna be alive
But if I gotta be natas, the hottest nigga wit' Bein' stated's brought us, bloody up ya pratas I drag ya through the mud Got love for guns, got love for
Drugs, thugs money turn ya rainy day sunny The MDNA got my runny Still runnin' up in these races runnin' these racists Treat ya like Joe Bruce 2 faces and I don't wanna be alive
Boy, boy, boy Gotta rocket in my Boy, boy, boy Gotta rocket in my
Dump, dump, dump, dump dump, dump I'ma dumb, dumb, I'ma dumb, I'ma dumb
Boy, boy, boy Gotta rocket in my Boy, boy, boy Gotta rocket in my
Ski masks in the seat I'm turning 6th street, you to feel heat E on the Burrough street callin' in, glocks in in, niggaz are blocked in moving out to Washington
Turn the siren down, clap gun sound Double lock, back up wit' the gun, You walkin' but the sign say South bound Ambulance, yo, yo, you bucked
Man, move, yo, kid, you down Fall in the foxhole, move Hot in ya vest now, move a farther Giddy-up hoes, you get fucked
My aim so, .38 slug so I duck when they scatter 'round the rugs though I dump twicely, I nicely kid precisely, penetrate the wall so When I'm tech penetrate yo spray ya torso
Boy, boy, boy rocket in my pocket Boy, boy, boy Gotta in my pocket
Dump, dump, dump, dump I'ma dump, dumb, I'ma dumb, I'ma dumb, I'ma dumb
Boy, boy, boy Gotta rocket in my Boy, boy, boy Gotta rocket in my