Apollo Intro

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In the cockpit, I'm the pilot
I guide the missile, this a rocket
Intro the album, this shit is flawless
No physical copies, it’s not at the market
Charts I top it
Get it regardless
You falling like August
Racks under I’m tallest
Roll out the carpet
Not missing my target
Go the hardest
I’ve barely got started
Get on the track and rock it
I blast off like a rocket
Just made my new page, now these groupies wanna stalk it
Any style I rock it
Walk it like I talk it
Throw ‘em in the air now the racks raining and falling
She climbed up in my cockpit
Say she dig my starship
Couldn’t let her in, know she just want my pockets
My space coupe got a mod-kit
Too much flow be honest
I do numbers so go ahead and just chalk it
All these baguettes flawless
Cook by hand like Amish
Copped the Wraith so none of my nights is starless
Cock it back aim farthest
Pinpoint hit target
Sorry Rich but my space coupe not retarded
Off to the moon like Apollo
Sell produce like Bi-Lo
Never been scared, I'm shooting at the Five-O
Breathing that pyro
Iron don’t rusted, clothes the Nile
Know me get laid like tile
Got rich, bought me an isle
New shuttle, blast the quarter mile
Color coordinated my style
Clean slate pull my file
I’m red hot you mild
Nut in her but can raise no child
Leave the bodies stacked pile
Wolves no dogs all wild
Moonwalking like Michael
Say you the shit you look like a stool
Make you look like a fool
Earring on pool
Lil hoes drool
Sprinter with tools
Backwoods not smoking Juul
Say you sliding but you a mule
Hater just fuel
Hunnid big blue
I’m just telling the truth
Get on the track and rock it
I blast off like a rocket
Just made my new page now these groupies 'wanna stalk it
Any style I rock it
Walk it like I talk it
Throw ‘em in the air now the racks raining and falling
She climbed up in my cockpit
Say she dig my starship
Couldn’t let her in, know she just want my pockets
My space coupe got a mod-kit
Too much flow be honest
I do numbers so go ahead and just chalk it
I’m just tryna sign to a label
I’m just tryna chase this paper
She throwing it back no chaser
Don’t phase her
Carbon got a laser
Big Mack not a taser
Just tryna glazer
One set just aced her
I go back and forth like the Fitness Gram Pacer
Sipping on soda, sipping on pop
Bed Temperpedic not sleeping on a cot
You too fruity I'ma call you Mott
Practice make perfect I do this a lot
Roll a Backwood I'm getting real hot
Not rolling coke bruh this just some pot
Crossing my tees and in my eyes a dot
Reach on me and my guy you’ll get dropped
He got rows so in the photo he got cropped
Can’t even stop
Drip 'til I drop
Get on the track and rock it
I blast off like a rocket
Just made my new page now these groupies 'wanna stalk it
Any style I rock it
Walk it like I talk it
Throw ‘em in the air now the racks raining and falling
She climbed up in my cockpit
Say she dig my starship
Couldn’t let her in, know she just want my pockets
My space coupe got a mod-kit
Too much flow be honest
I do numbers so go ahead and just chalk it
I can’t lend you a nickel
Boy that’s half a dime
Miley said it’s the climb
Can't do a contract that binds
Scary ass peeping through the blinds
Came from the underground like the mines
Perkys for a year boy you on the back nine
Earring in one ear playing like wind chimes
Pick up your girl, took her to the Ritz
Drippin' to my toe boy I call this shit glitz
Man I’m piping hot she grab me with the mits
You too childish always pitching fits
Not a relationship this a stint
Talkin out your lip got me bout bent
Penthouse staying but you in a tent
In my duffle cool 'bout your rent

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