Wale, you must know im on my stuntin shit
I got a laptop in my back pocket
I got a laptop in my back pocket
Called that bitch my quaterback, wild cat all that
He screamed "thug life" and emptied the clip
Blasting into the distance, rocket.
The master of this rap shit
You easy stealing picked pocket,
I bet they thought they'd never see a big gone good
I will sent you right to hell by my rocket,
But you niggas too weak, but just give me 2 weeks and i'm good
Shootin past the sun, outta the milky way unlike any rocket
Well, that's what you are
Iraqi rocket launcher
Like how the fuck did we miss this kid's shit
This chick played with my rocket through my pocket
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