Wocky Rocket versuri

Wocky Rocket lyrics by SRT Len

Verse
Yea, I got Wockhardt
(Huh) I ain’t talking bout the drank, the rocket push start
Hitting different bitches in the wocky, it got my piss dark
Running from a all black Ford, you hear the engine barking
That’s the sound of the torch, you hear the pistions on it
I can’t let my mans whip the Beamer, he might crash or sum
Yea, it was twin turbo inline, I threw a single on it
Twelve hundred horses to the wheel, I heard the cradle thumping
Used to fight niggas back in school, now the ARP dump him
Yea
All purple m4, that’s the WOCKY Rocket
Always liked chains as a boy, I stuck one in a socket
Fuck bеing quiet on the drill, you hear thе car popping
Yea and that’s real shit
50k in all blues, that 5 gold strips
Don’t question me bout yo brothers scat, that bitch already stripped
In the whip was looking for my pole, it fell when I drift
Don’t try no crazy shit, you feel that heat like chymida piss
I’m finna drift today
Take the Beamer outta AW and put that bitch in race
Remember when I bought the hawk, OG said go buy a Wraith
Smack the bitch like Chris Rock, and treat the hoe like Andrew Tate
The Rolex on my wrist in photos, damn near make the camera shake
She in my face, I’m smiling, diamond grills it had me feeling safe
I pulled her tracks, I told the stupid bitch, you shoulda bought a lace
The stars inside the Beamer on the ceiling look like outer space
From the D, not Detroit, but still gone make that Draco bang
Out in Cali, wit a zip of yea, but never smoked the bag
The way I treat a nigga like its Warzone, push his helmet back
Still acting like I’m new with hellcats, don’t know how to act
Put that bitch in custom, no traction control and roll it back
Hanging out my driver side window, her ass all in my mask
The torch never fill up with that bullshit, using racing gas
She tryin throw that pussy, give me neck, or ima have to pass
See the tail lights on this bitch this a CSL
Fuck DSP is what I rep, I put it on my bail
(Yea) You ain’t talking bout no check, then I don’t know how to spell
Direct injection on the left, but to the right it’s another rail
Yea she a bad bitch, she ain’t fucking then she past tense
Bad bitches hanging in the section, all fat shit
Yea bro the UConnect don’t work then why u asking
Hoes in my backseats, Passenger princess was my Mac-10
(Huh)
So I had to up the pole and make him back step
Yea this a big single turbo it sound like Space X
Bitch we just fucking like we friends, don’t do relations
(Yea) Waiting on my tunner send a rev, I’m losing patience
Yea that down pipe tune on your Audibit ain’t doing shit
Almost hit M2 inside the Beamer, made the tires slip
Fuck a nigga bitch for 3 weeks straight it had him posting „RIP”
(Huh) new kit around my neck it cost like half a brick
Chain cost half a brick