• Title:Rocket Science (Explicit)
  • Artist:Clavish;D-Block Europe
  • Album:Rocket Science (Explicit)
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    Rocket Science (Explicit) - Clavish/D-Block Europe
    Lyrics by:Adam Williams/Cian Wright/Ricky Banton
    Composed by:Adam Williams/Cian Wright/Ricky Banton

    Kazza
    She wanna know why I still scream free all my n***as
    It's not rocket science they're still in the gulag
    After we done it I asked her if you got a boyfriend
    Why would you do that
    Cover my face 'cah I don't wanna sleep on a blue mat
    I still grip on my waist like who's that
    'Nough plugs ain't gettin' their food back
    Dick in her mouth she chew that
    Birkin bag fit trey deuce
    In the kitchen crack the window the fumes
    Coke is still dryin' it's ready by two
    ***** I sip lean I don't do no balloons
    Overseas snappin' the view
    I'ma **** her the second we get in the room mm
    My darg took a raid got more yutes on the way
    The trap gotta resume
    'Course my youngin got things in his pouch got it
    If I tell him to drill it he'll pounce
    Armed jakes boomed off where I live
    I don't know why I don't keep sticks in my house
    I got kids but they just stay in her mouth
    My darg caught a case he's takin' it trial
    If it goes wrong I won't see him for a while
    I flooded my wrist that ****'s rivin' out
    My ***** she the cutest cute one
    Her nails on fleek but her attitude stinks
    She the rudest
    Got her stressin' 'cah I had all of these
    Instagram hoes before any blue tick
    One of my n***as in jail for some food free
    Another went in 'cah he done him a bootin'
    N***as be cappin' I know where the truth is
    Multiple stabbings but not where the booth is no way
    My darg took a raid
    Got more yutes on the way the trap gotta resume
    Different calibres yeah
    Bro took the shotty ain't shootin' no cameras mm
    Glass stairs in the crib twenty quids how I live
    I just bust down my banisters yeah yeah
    She want a real n***a that's talented talented
    So high I can feel a paralysis yeah
    Crib came with an annex an annex
    Stick got an annex an annex
    Big drip came with the arabs ski
    Big bullets I'ma do it like tate
    Halloween when you starvin' the apes apes
    Biscotti don't pass me the vape vape
    Real n***as come and ride with the wave wave
    Still ridin' my wave up in space like an alien alien
    Big league big kettle pateks are my favorite favorite
    I whip with the ammonia it's stingin' my eyes ski
    Trap do three a day ain't fixin' the blinds ski
    Thirty clip strap on deck like a dyke brr
    If I'm lyin' I'm flyin' the 9 in the sky skrrt
    Touch on her p***y she act like she shy ah
    Got it on us we can snap in real time ah
    When I'm out the city she hold it down ah
    I make her bust it open facetime
    After we done it I asked her
    If you got a boyfriend why would you do that
    My darg took a raid got more
    Yutes on the way the trap gotta resume