paroles de chanson Flash the Rocket! - Yu$e

Is that a problem?
Pull up on em, let the strap dissolve em
Left the game and came back up on em
Never had no change
Now I'm back to balling
And I'm back to calling all the shots
Back to balling every time I'm walking down the block
Back to balling to the top
Stacking commas
I done copped the shit before it drops

Bodies dropping in chiraq
Call up Roddy cus I think somebody tryna box
Maserati got the tops
Name somebody that could stop me
Prolly not a lot

Run up everything you got
Came from nothing, now im something
Prolly think she hot
Fuck the fame I need guap
Fuck the fame I need gains
I'm trained to sleepwalk
Aye
I get the racks, deposit
Pull out band, put it back in my pocket
Pull out the camera and flash the rocket
Whole lotta damage
Ill blast ya noggin

Hollup I'm getting the gas to smoke
I'm getting bitches to crash the boat
Getting rich I'm never back to broke
Call me Papi she a latino

No cap
Never mind that's cap
Got a Nerf gun right behind my back
Everybody finna start to rap
Don't take part with that
I might start to snap
I'm tryna help you out
Cus bro you need to stop it
Upload a snippet
Take weeks to drop it
I kick the door
You might need to lock it
Unlock the flow
I might need to mop it
On top of that I get paid
Top of that I get laid
Obtain the cheesecake
Y'all be tryna rap late
Jumping off the damn stage
Get paid the same day
I'm balling like that, uh
Bitch I'm balling, quite cap
Bitch I'm balling like that, uh
Bitch I'm balling, quite cap
Bitch that's trash

Is that a problem?
Pull up on em let the strap dissolve em
Left the game and came back up on em
Never had no change
now I'm back to balling
And I'm back to calling all the shots
Back to balling every time I'm walking down the block
Back to balling to the top
Stacking commas
I done copped the shit before it drops

Bodies dropping in chiraq
Call up Roddy cus I think somebody tryna box
Maserati got the tops
Name somebody that could stop me
Prolly not a lot
Run up everything you got
Came from nothing, now im something
Prolly think she hot
Fuck the fame I need guap
Fuck the fame I need gains
I'm trained to sleepwalk
Aye
I get the racks, deposit
Pull out band, put it back in my pocket
Pull out the camera and flash the rocket
Whole lotta damage
Ill blast ya noggin

Hollup I'm getting the gas to smoke
I'm getting bitches to crash the boat
Getting rich I'm never back to broke
Call me Papi she a latino
No cap