Pocket Rocket (feat. Blockwork) - 917 Rackz, Sdot Go & Jay Hound

My baby called me up She said, "Why don't you ever take me out? Pick me up in your brand new car You shake the short change from your old fruit jar" I put on my dancin' shoes We headed straight for the rhythm and blues The music was hot, but my baby was not I've got a rocket in my pocket

Uh, they like chill I ain't swipin' for a couple bills Ain't Trip if he ain't geekin' off a couple pills Ain't trippin' I get my gang a couple deals Rackz rackz rackz Keep it real Up in traffic I'm beepin' the wheel Shit was graphic im seekin' to heal Mathematics I'm reachin' a mill Rackz rackz rackz She be wildin' told her take a chill pill Shorty you fuckin' with Rackz I'm the real deal Totin' that real steel Told that pussy boy do you know how the field feel Usin' bunch of bountys those ain't real bills Ready to hunt like bountys bitch I still drill Ouwee be the whistle, kill bill Spin get put on a poster, windmill All these rappers is fake bitch I been real Spittin' more though I be high when I'm in that pussy that shit feel like a portal Bro just scored 5 now he feelin' immortal I do a walk in and start speakin' formal Bitch I'm with Squid and I'm smokin' that coral That's that reefa, give me more bro Nina gon' blow she be doin' that oral We wet you up better hope you could snorkel I ain't done though, I ain't normal Like Mutombo, on the block Got it the harder way fly like a hawk In the bay fuck around and sell crack on the dock These rappers corny flexin' like they ain't popped I keep it on me flexin' like im Pop Holy moly saw the green like its guac In the field I be strapped now I feel like a jock Ooter don't let it slide he just slide when the sun down They gon' run when they hear all the gun sounds Boom, boom boom, bitch I'm the prime with the blood hounds Was a 10, I'm a dub now How that work, you a dumb clown Can't wait til' I see a opp and I run down Brodie a bucket he shootin' for fun now Uh, they like chill I ain't swipin' for a couple bills Ain't Trip if he ain't geekin' off a couple pills Ain't trippin' I get my gang a couple deals Rackz rackz rackz Keep it real Up in traffic I'm beepin' the wheel Shit was graphic im seekin' to heal Mathematics I'm reachin' a mill Rackz rackz rackz