CORRECT LYRICS
Lyrics : Rocket Science
So this the game we playin'?
Fit the same but all the loaves be different, on a daily basis
Bro it's something off about this n***a, I feel the radiation
I don't even think them n***as hate me, n***as hatin' hatin'
And I just hit her from the back, I got her aching aching
n***a I don't want no 4 for $4, I want the Baconator
Boy you letting that sh*t make you, you supposed to make the paper
I'll never let that sh*t make me, I'm the paper maker
Crest n***a out that North Pole where it get cold at
Catch a sucka out them n***as act like they ain't on that
Been balling, b*t*h I'm still balling, where your dough at?
Where them suckas hiding? Probably where them n***as broke at
Who got a eight? I'm on the way, I'm tryna pour that
n***as know it's on me, naw I don't need to show that
We the youngest, litty in my city n***as know that
Feed the opp fifty out this Glizzy, n***a hold that
Do yourself a favor, come and get yo' b*t*h with her lil' ho ass
Hand up on my face, look to the side like something don't add
Oh you want the bands? Them bandy bands? Then hit the road Jack
So they can see my face, I'll do it bare my n***a, no mask
Riding with some sh*t that's limpin' n***as up, big as f**k
Hit 'em wit' that choppa, DOA come pick that n***a up
b*t*h asked me do this d**k cost? b*t*h pretty much
So if you ain't got no dough, b*t*h giddy up
This ain't no f**kin' EDD b*t*h I'm really up
She gon' suck me 'til I skeet then eat them kiddies up
They can stay with Drakes, we'll come and tear your city up
You'll think I'm dissing Biggie Smalls the way I hit 'em up
You owe me? Better pay me, n***a run that
My b*t*h keep tryna leave, I'm on the phone like, "Where my son at?"
He know the politics and still around 'em? I'm on bruh ass
These shells'll end a n***a's life for good he try to jump back
The suckas know what's happening when they see us, n***as run fast
Water on my neck when I'm out sliding, baby Sunsplash
And b*t*h that was a bar, you wouldn't get that with your dumb ass
And everything them n***as tryna do boy we done done that
My little cousin Demon, call that n***a Mr. Tear It Off
If the price right, f**k a flight, I'ma mail 'em off
Yeah I heard it's suckas in the club but I don't care at all
Trippin' on whoever n***a I ain't got no fear at all
I heard the opps up on the way, b*t*h we ain't panickin'
Bring that lil' n***a head to me, I'll pay some bands for him
I can't tell the difference from a synonym and antonym
But I can tell you n***as hoes, ya'll boys is dancing sh*t
And I'm in love with perky-erks but I do not advise it
See my opps, do what I gotta do, this sh*t ain't rocket science
Ain't' gon' lie, that sh*t made me a man when I seen mama crying
Rollers tryna blerp, I got it covered, put my Glock inside her
b*t*h
Fit the same but all the loaves be different, on a daily basis
Bro it's something off about this n***a, I feel the radiation
I don't even think them n***as hate me, n***as hatin' hatin'
And I just hit her from the back, I got her aching aching
n***a I don't want no 4 for $4, I want the Baconator
Boy you letting that sh*t make you, you supposed to make the paper
I'll never let that sh*t make me, I'm the paper maker
Crest n***a out that North Pole where it get cold at
Catch a sucka out them n***as act like they ain't on that
Been balling, b*t*h I'm still balling, where your dough at?
Where them suckas hiding? Probably where them n***as broke at
Who got a eight? I'm on the way, I'm tryna pour that
n***as know it's on me, naw I don't need to show that
We the youngest, litty in my city n***as know that
Feed the opp fifty out this Glizzy, n***a hold that
Do yourself a favor, come and get yo' b*t*h with her lil' ho ass
Hand up on my face, look to the side like something don't add
Oh you want the bands? Them bandy bands? Then hit the road Jack
So they can see my face, I'll do it bare my n***a, no mask
Riding with some sh*t that's limpin' n***as up, big as f**k
Hit 'em wit' that choppa, DOA come pick that n***a up
b*t*h asked me do this d**k cost? b*t*h pretty much
So if you ain't got no dough, b*t*h giddy up
This ain't no f**kin' EDD b*t*h I'm really up
She gon' suck me 'til I skeet then eat them kiddies up
They can stay with Drakes, we'll come and tear your city up
You'll think I'm dissing Biggie Smalls the way I hit 'em up
You owe me? Better pay me, n***a run that
My b*t*h keep tryna leave, I'm on the phone like, "Where my son at?"
He know the politics and still around 'em? I'm on bruh ass
These shells'll end a n***a's life for good he try to jump back
The suckas know what's happening when they see us, n***as run fast
Water on my neck when I'm out sliding, baby Sunsplash
And b*t*h that was a bar, you wouldn't get that with your dumb ass
And everything them n***as tryna do boy we done done that
My little cousin Demon, call that n***a Mr. Tear It Off
If the price right, f**k a flight, I'ma mail 'em off
Yeah I heard it's suckas in the club but I don't care at all
Trippin' on whoever n***a I ain't got no fear at all
I heard the opps up on the way, b*t*h we ain't panickin'
Bring that lil' n***a head to me, I'll pay some bands for him
I can't tell the difference from a synonym and antonym
But I can tell you n***as hoes, ya'll boys is dancing sh*t
And I'm in love with perky-erks but I do not advise it
See my opps, do what I gotta do, this sh*t ain't rocket science
Ain't' gon' lie, that sh*t made me a man when I seen mama crying
Rollers tryna blerp, I got it covered, put my Glock inside her
b*t*h
