Ken Car$on, Reese LAFLARE - Otto Rocket lyrics

Where are we going? To Neverland

Whoa, whoa, whoa, uh
That Ferrari my brand-new with horses
Got these bands spinnin'
My bank account nauseous
Richard Mille left arm got me Milly Rockin'
Yeah, yeah, hop in and skate off
The coupe go Otto Rocket your language bad
I only understand in bank deposit
She love a nigga energy
She say it's mesmerizin'
JPG and Prada, your boyfriend in Under Armour
When she throw that pussy she pitch
It right to me underarm

Yeah, Undercover jeans (yeah, yeah)
I already fucked your ho, let me come clean
(Damn, I already fucked your ho)
I get reloaded when I'm off that lean
(Reloaded)
It's 2019 and you still rockin' Supreme
(Bitch, it's 2019)
Kobe in the back rollin' up all my weed
(Roll it up)
It ain't nothin' to me (It ain't nothin')
I get hella tree (I get it)
I roll out the P (I roll it)
You roll out the G (You roll it)
All my boys bang Bs (B)
But I rock double-C (Double-C)
Like a pearl you can rock with me (Rock)
And I keep my Glock with me (Glock)
And these niggas be jockin' me (Jock)
'Cause they girlfriends toppin' me
(They toppin') brought a big FN in the party
If you don't want smoke don't talk to me
(Real shooter)
But I'm smokin' for your girlfriend
So she wanna choke when she talk to me
Just like Steve Urkel I get clean

Whoa, whoa, whoa, uh
That Ferrari my brand-new with horses
Got these bands spinnin'
My bank account nauseous
Richard Mille left arm got me Milly Rockin'
Yeah, yeah, hop in and skate off
The coupe go Otto Rocket your language bad
I only understand in bank deposit
She love a nigga energy
She say it's mesmerizin'
JPG and Prada, your boyfriend in Under Armour
When she throw that pussy she pitch
It right to me underarm