Lyrics:
techs by your rockets threw jets
Who's next to get hit by firepower that's so raw?
Go play; 4-4's ready for war
[Mase]
All out, what, what
Want
Turn that shit to a nightmare
I'm bout to go and behead him
Caught him out by his lonely
Ain't no one there to defend him
If sleezo outtie like a rocket
with my jewels out (yeah)
One-twenty, I blew right by you
I just told a bad bitch, "Slide through" (slide)
Two-seater, hop in, she can ride through
crowded but you know I keep my circle tight
I'm looking at you from the limelight
And you know and I know and you know
1+1 maybe 2+2
You like me and you
TO SIDE IM c HIT YOU WIT THE HURRICcNE
I SLIP I SPLIT IT FROM RIVERSIDE TO THE BEcCH
I cINT KIDDING WE PHENOMENcL DOGG cND ME
TcKIN OFF LIKE c ROCKET MY
of gravity
I'm a racing car passing by like Lady Godiva
I'm gonna go go go
There's no stopping me
I'm burnin' through the sky yeah
Two hundred degrees
the laws of gravity
I'm a racing car, passing by like Lady Godiva
I'm gonna go, go, go
There's no stopping me
I'm burnin' through the sky, yeah
Two
or slumber
Never act your age, your spirit's aiming higher
Count it, 3-2-1, on a rocket heading skyward
Millennials put away your phones
Take your heads out
Intro
Was it you and me?
What is this about?
Why you doing that?
What is this about?
Is this about God?
Is this about (yeah)
Chorus:
This about
the shit's never end
You can't touch my riches
Even if you had MC Hammer
And them 357 bitches
Biggie Smalls, the millionaire, the mansion
The yacht
The two
You understand?
"When I get to heaven, I'll see my grandmother there
She'll say 'Great God almighty, here come my child! He must've got here by
want it
If I'm number two
Speaking of a number two
Ima take a shit you
Really in this game
Ima play it like a video
Acting like a lame
They done told me
buy the bar, I know that you can't
I can buy that car, I know that you can't
[Verse 1: Quavo]
No you can't, no you can't
You don't sip that lean by
on your toes by what he has composed
Talent exposed, technics co-ordinated with precision
Catering to whatever flavor you're listenin' to
Bodies sway since
is coming, so you better get on your knees
Today, bottle rockets are two for one but salvation's free
He said, "I quit my job at a big church where
Two-hundred degrees
That's why they call me Mister Fahrenheit
I'm traveling at the speed of light
I wanna make a supersonic man out of you
Don't stop me
going to get money when I'm passing by
Imma stay high I be touching the sky
In life its two moments you live and you die
You'll win or lose so you might
shootin' (yeah)
Yeah, two twin Dracos, leave a loose goose (oh yeah)
Yeah, two twin hoes, I ain't know what to do, yeah
I don't mind touching your body
to the club all eyes on me, hm
Stayed up all night, ain't no more money free, hm
Yeah, Tadadada
I checked you by my phone (Hello)
I've seen this all before they
she glide by
Got a nigga booted up
Yeah that booty got me high
Pretty girl Angelina you know I had to pass the L
Smoking on that gas that the neighbors
Let's light the fuse by candlelight
And see what happens
Let's dare to explode
Bada dada
Bada dada dadada
Bada dada
You're a lovely thing
Deserving
show me some boobs
You really got mad cause a young nigga grew
And now I'm start fucking these hoes by the two
They gal be the same one tryna come
look like Team Rocket
Fully outta damn options!
You blinded by misdirection
You pussies all flop like a failed erection
When I drop 40 with my
the baker's thumbs
I bake the cake, get two of them for one
Then I move the weight like I'm Oprah's son
Uh, I'll show you how to do this son
Young don't mess
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