Huey King - Rocket

B** it's Houston take off like a rocket, yes im I'm hottest, fly like a cockpit
Off these meds and I can't feel my body
I just touched down on a whole notha island
We gone creep when you sleep if you wildin
I redesign em, b** I'm a stylist
I can't speak to police I be silent
Ridin through the T in the Jeep I be smilin, Can't you see how my diamonds be shining
In the field it get real ain't no hidin
She gone do what I say like I'm Simon
Think I'm really the greatest at rhymin, And you know it's worth bread if I signed it,
Straight thru the drive thru no I can't dine in
All this ice on my neck I'ma blind em
No disrespect two or less I ain't signing

Man these niggas know I do this shit Iont even know they wanna keep playin with me

Uh stretch em
N** run off we gone catch em (Get em) Aye that's yo b** I blessed her
When she see me she get wetter
Take a look at my shoes, Margiela
I don't know what to do w this lettuce
Takin pills by the two she gone chew em like edibles
My money grew it's incredible
Blue hunnids I'm stunting got several
Up all night we get high like a kite
Sh** got me focused no adderall
I can't trip on no b** I done had em all
Pj for the trip and we blastin off
If I go broke again then we maskin up, Wanna be obd you ain't trap enough
I might f** on a freak I'ma rap it up
Wanna race to the green you ain't fast enough
Up the heat you gone see he start backing up
I was down on my a** I ain't have enough
On my grind all the time I'm attacking em
I done ran up my chips now I'm stackin em, what u need a p cuz we packin em
He wanna brick then we shaqin em, 2019 I'm passin em
B** it's Houston take off like a rocket, yes im I'm hottest, fly like a cockpit
Off these meds and I can't feel my body
I just touched down on a whole notha island
We gone creep when you sleep if you wildin
I redesign em, b** I'm a stylist
I can't speak to police I be silent
Ridin through the T in the Jeep I be smilin, Can't you see how my diamonds be shining
In the field it get real ain't no hidin
She gone do what I say like I'm Simon, Think I'm really the greatest at rhymin
And you know it's worth bread if I signed it
Straight thru the drive thru no I can't dine in
All this ice on my neck I'ma blind em
No disrespect two or less I ain't signing

(Back in!) Let's get it
These b** know I got the ticket
I walk right through the door chain hittin
I might snatch yo h** any day givin
If he gotta go we gone dismiss em
20K a show this the beginning
Roll up that dope I'm just tryna get lifted
Straight through yo hood with that sac like it's Christmas
These niggas broke I don't get it
Smokin exotic too much for yo pockets these niggas be smokin on midget
All my old h** keep callin they miss me, But they been cropped out the picture
Nah you can't look at these millions
Nah u can't get no percentage

And u know it's worth bread if I signed it Straight thru the drive thru no I can't dine in
All this ice on my neck ima blind em
No disrespect two or less I ain't signin

Written by:
Houston King

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