Lyrics Rocket - ANAKIN

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You fool. I've been trained in your Jedi arts by Count Dooku(Trvuma)
Shit hit like 32 bullets through chest
Think you can fit this in your pocket?
Nigga gon' blow, blow like a rocket
I ain't did a show yet I think I'm gon' rock it
That ain't your lady I think she can top it
Spa-spaz, spaz fuck up the place
M.I.A nigga fuck out my face
I'm tryna put that shit back in the safe
I really hope that y'all niggas stay safe
I'm really coping you can see it in my face
I'm really coping you can see it in my —-
I'm tryna rock out some show like Based God
All of these people like who wanna play God?
I'm tryna work I'm not tryna do Facetime, facetime, facetime, face
Flex I flex I flex
These niggas ain't on shit
Nigga you ain't got no stick
Nigga wanna rip of my fit?
Nigga wanna rip of my fit but these pants exclusive
Nigga you ain't seen this shit
Nigga that belt fake Louis
G.E.G soulja, I ain't gotta prove that shit
This the type of beat got me movin
Shoutout Trvuma, that nigga cold
How you expect me to fuck with that shit? My nigga like that shit old