Rockets lyrics

by

917 Rackz



[Chorus]
I don't talk, I be steppin’
I pray to Swin every time that I'm bendin'
Walk up on feet, how I teach him a lesson
I can’t leave the crib without G in possession
I send Little O on they side, it's a message
I see a opp, he don't die that's a blessing
Stand over top just to check if he not checking
I call up B.A. he bend through in a second
Drop lo' and we slidin'
I send lil' Many to line 'em
They cap, they be duckin’ and hidin’ but Max always find 'em
Think they forgot, I remind ’em
See 41 in traffic up chop, make 'em take off his diamonds
I'm tryna click 'til the cops come
Mikey on di*k, tryna diss ’til he catch him a hot one
Kha, he on di*k but we flocked him
Zo, he on court tryna score like he play for the Rockets

[Verse]
I'm in my bag, they can't stop sh*t
f*ck 'bout a b*tch, I get chips, tryna make me a profit
L.R been doin' that hot sh*t
Dissin' on bro, see a 3rd, on my mother, I'm flockin'
Clip holdin' twelve like it's Stockton
I'm on they block tryna bang on an opp like Ibaka
Bend through the Stuy wit' some options
If I catch Bizzy on Maddy, on Swin I'mma drop 'em
Get in the zone when I'm creepin'
I've been a threat on the court since the start of the season
I'm gettin' back off of pieces
Twenty a week over Zelle, catch a bin and I'm greasin'
I get in touch then he bleeding
Run up a check in a day, that's a wave I'm not teaching
I start to flick if he reachin'
He could get left on this block for the sh*t that he preachin'
[Chorus]
I don't talk, I be steppin'
I pray to Swin every time that I'm bendin'
Walk up on feet, how I teach him a lesson
I can't leave the crib without G in possession
I send Little O on they side, it's a message
I see a opp, he don't die that's a blessing
Stand over top just to check if he not checking
I call up B.A. he bend through in a second
Drop lo' and we slidin'
I send lil' Many to line 'em
They cap, they be duckin' and hidin' but Max always find 'em
Think they forgot, I remind 'em
See 41 in traffic up chop, make 'em take off his diamonds
I'm tryna click 'til the cops come
Mikey on di*k, tryna diss 'til he catch him a hot one
Kha, he on di*k but we flocked him
Zo, he on court tryna score like he play for the Rockets
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