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lil rocket launcher – white bread lyrics

[verse: slump ak & lil rocket launcher]
b+tch, i’m slump ak and i’ll put you in the casket
stop fighting, yeah, sh+t, my mr. finna pass it
lil rocket launcher, b+tch, you know that i’m a profit
song too hot, bruh, you know i gotta drop it
blast off, n+gga, like we f+ckin’ team rocket, oh my+
yeah, f+ckin’ team rocket
shoot you with a rocket
don’t need a c+cket
spittin’ too much fire, bro, you know we gotta stop it
we f+cked up in the crib, yeah, we eating hot pockets
asian b+tch, grab my d+ck, with some f+cking chopsticks
b+tch, i’m slump ak, and i’ll shoot you in the head
f+ck buyin’ hogan we buyin white bread
yeah, we buyin white bread
white b+tch, give me head
cops pull up and they found that n+gga dead
now me and lil rocket launcher running from thе feds
now me and slump ak giving each othеr head
beat a n+gga ass ‘cause he owe me some money
n+gga f+cked up, man, he smoking on some honey
beat his ass up leave his nose a little runny
shot a fat kid right in his tummy
bullets make him dance like he hitting the duggy
smoking someone’s dope, man, i feel like kid cudi
bullets make him dance like a f+cking jackrabbit
if you see me with my glock i go and i grab it
n+gga got my cheese but i got that mac+11
carlos f+cking with a b+tch i think she ‘bout 7
finna sip chocolate milk, f+ck the lean
and i nut on her face give her acne
give her acne, like the acne on my jeans
yo chain fake i see it turn yo neck green
sellin’ crack rocks to some motherf+cking feens

- lil rocket launcher lyrics

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