Type Shit

It cost a half a ticket for a glass wrist (Half a milli')
But it ain't cost me nothin' for this bad bitch, ain't cost me nun' ho
We the ones that break the stage (Break), then get paid (Pay)
Came in the game, get your stain, bet the opps know all our names (Bitch)
Ain't you entertained (Ho), I bossed her now she plain (Plain)
The struggle where we came (Struggle), there's smoke behind my game (Smoke)

Shots get to firin', 'cause some n***** got to hittin' (Hittin')
Made 'em spin twice, 'cause I swear I thought he missed (Go)
Fuck that smoke shit, I got ice on my wrist (Ice)
Still get my hands dirty, I'll wash 'em till it's drenched (Soo, soo, soo)

Look up in the sky, it's a bird, it's a plane
Bitch it's the Rocket with all of these chains (Bitch it's the Rocket)
She got a n****, but shit, she told me she doin' her thang (Shit, that's cool)
Where there's a plug, well none are more rocking right now on terrain