This is a song about "Red rocket"

I ride by bumping shine, i do just that

This chick played with my rocket through my pocket

A rocket launcher about to rock it proper

{*both*} but first lemme, lemme, lemme talk to her

Rocket my name i know you love it

Snappin' necks since '05, ain't gotta prove shit

Covered the room in splattered red,

Their buzz internet and mines in her net

Y’all little ass niggas can’t fuck with that

Im taking off sky high on a rocket,

Alaskan got me blasted like a motherfucking rocket.

Ironic since my drive increased, my driver see the profit

Six hundred sixty-six, leave it for the tip

Thats why you take off like a rocket

Iraqi rocket launcher

Baby, you know who you are