Kankan, Autumn! - Rocket lyrics
Autumn! [Benjamin Clarence Phillips Jr.] Lafayette, Louisiana/Houston, Texas, U.S 🇺🇸
[Kankan, Autumn! - Rocket lyrics]
Whoa, whoa, ay, ay, yeah, ha
Yeah, whoa, whoa, whoa, yeah
My niggas riding with rockets, uh
Nigga, you broke, just stop it
Lil' ass nigga, you broke than a bitch
Lil' nigga, them lil' ass pockets, huh
(Gianni) i'm in the H lil' nigga, I'm
Throwin' like 5 racks nigga, in Follie's
(yeah)
Nigga, we up in VLIVE nigga, ten racks, yeah
For a stripper they- uh (Haha)
Too high feel like a rocket
(yeah) , new Saint Laurent, I
Had to cop it (Uh, huh)
I'm in the H like a ro- (Uh, huh) , ay
I'm in the H like a Rocket (yeah)
We keep the rocket, the
Tool, lil' nigga, yeah
Whatever you wanna call it
(Whatever you wanna call it)
I keep the rocket, uh, huh, carbon
That's all in the closet
(It's Surreal Gang lil bitch)
Racks is all in my pockеt, uh huh
Nigga you broke just stop it, yeah!
Sippin' on too much codeinе lil' nigga
Yea I swear can't stop it (Uh, huh)
Fuck a red light hit a
Stop sign nigga hell nah
Fuck twelve I ain't stoppin' (yeah)
Can't go like that nigga plottin'
Hellcat sound like a siren (Aye)
Woah, woah, whoa ha! (Gianni) Ha!
Whoa!
I don't rock with you nigga, that's Fendi
(No) 10K on my head, that's offensive (Ha)
My niggas shoot, they ain't missin' (Blatt)
Trisiana we sippin', yeah
My soldiers they on a mission, ha
Money, yeah, we gotta get it, ha
(Money, yeah, we gotta get it)
Money, yeah, that's over bitches (yeah)
Fuck nigga, go mind yo business (yeah)
I'm finna go buy a business (yeah)
Money yeah that's over bitches
Codeine yeah that's over bitches
Nigga, just tell me the difference
Codeine, my cup glistening
Nigga, my wrist too- uh
Look at yo bitch, she- uh, uh huh
Look at this money, too fun, uh huh
Look at this money too- yeah
Bad bitch she givin' it up, uh
Nigga, we in a- uh, ay
Nigga, we in a Benz truck, yuh
Ha, Hellcat sound like a truck, uh
You know you'll get yo ass trucked
Big Glock bigger than a bus, yuh
I don't rock with you nigga, that's Fendi
(No) 10K on my head, that's offensive (Ha)
My niggas shoot, they ain't missin' (Blatt)
Trisiana we sippin', yeah
My soldiers they on a mission, ha
Money, yeah, we gotta get it, ha
(Money, yeah, we gotta get it)
Money, yeah, that's over bitches (yeah)
Fuck nigga, go mind yo business (yeah)
Yeah, whoa, whoa, whoa, yeah
My niggas riding with rockets, uh
Nigga, you broke, just stop it
Lil' ass nigga, you broke than a bitch
Lil' nigga, them lil' ass pockets, huh
(Gianni) i'm in the H lil' nigga, I'm
Throwin' like 5 racks nigga, in Follie's
(yeah)
Nigga, we up in VLIVE nigga, ten racks, yeah
For a stripper they- uh (Haha)
Too high feel like a rocket
(yeah) , new Saint Laurent, I
Had to cop it (Uh, huh)
I'm in the H like a ro- (Uh, huh) , ay
I'm in the H like a Rocket (yeah)
We keep the rocket, the
Tool, lil' nigga, yeah
Whatever you wanna call it
(Whatever you wanna call it)
I keep the rocket, uh, huh, carbon
That's all in the closet
(It's Surreal Gang lil bitch)
Racks is all in my pockеt, uh huh
Nigga you broke just stop it, yeah!
Sippin' on too much codeinе lil' nigga
Yea I swear can't stop it (Uh, huh)
Fuck a red light hit a
Stop sign nigga hell nah
Fuck twelve I ain't stoppin' (yeah)
Can't go like that nigga plottin'
Hellcat sound like a siren (Aye)
Woah, woah, whoa ha! (Gianni) Ha!
Whoa!
I don't rock with you nigga, that's Fendi
(No) 10K on my head, that's offensive (Ha)
My niggas shoot, they ain't missin' (Blatt)
Trisiana we sippin', yeah
My soldiers they on a mission, ha
Money, yeah, we gotta get it, ha
(Money, yeah, we gotta get it)
Money, yeah, that's over bitches (yeah)
Fuck nigga, go mind yo business (yeah)
I'm finna go buy a business (yeah)
Money yeah that's over bitches
Codeine yeah that's over bitches
Nigga, just tell me the difference
Codeine, my cup glistening
Nigga, my wrist too- uh
Look at yo bitch, she- uh, uh huh
Look at this money, too fun, uh huh
Look at this money too- yeah
Bad bitch she givin' it up, uh
Nigga, we in a- uh, ay
Nigga, we in a Benz truck, yuh
Ha, Hellcat sound like a truck, uh
You know you'll get yo ass trucked
Big Glock bigger than a bus, yuh
I don't rock with you nigga, that's Fendi
(No) 10K on my head, that's offensive (Ha)
My niggas shoot, they ain't missin' (Blatt)
Trisiana we sippin', yeah
My soldiers they on a mission, ha
Money, yeah, we gotta get it, ha
(Money, yeah, we gotta get it)
Money, yeah, that's over bitches (yeah)
Fuck nigga, go mind yo business (yeah)