Rocket Science
Rocket Science

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In a world where loyalty and survival intersect, "Rocket Science" delves into the raw realities of street life, echoing the relentless hustle and the personal toll it extracts. The lyrics paint a vivid picture of navigating the complexities of relationships,… Read more

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Rocket Science Lyrics

(Kazza)

She wanna know why I still scream, "Free all my niggas"
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 the trey deuce
In the kitchen, crack the window, the fumes
Coke is still dryin', it's ready by two
Bitch, I sip lean, I don't do no balloons
Overseas, snappin' the view
I'ma fuck 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 (he'll kill)
Armed jakes boomed off where I live
I don't know why, I don't keep sticks in my house (I don't, I don't)
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 shit's river now
My bitch, she the cutest (cute one)
Her nails on fleek, but her attitude stinks, she the rudest (she the rudest)
Got her stressin' 'cah I had all of these Instagram hoes before any blue tick
One of my niggas in jail for some food (free)
Another went in 'cah he done him a bootin' (free him up)
Niggas be cappin', I know where the truth is
Multiple stabbings, but not where the booth is (no way)

She wanna know why I still scream, "Free all my niggas"
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 the trey deuce
In the kitchen, crack the window, the fumes
Coke is still dryin', it's ready by two
Bitch, I sip lean, I don't do no balloons
Overseas, snappin' the view
I'ma fuck her the second we get in the room, mm
My darg took a raid, got more yutes on the way, the trap gotta resume

Different calibers (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 nigga that's talented (talented)
So high I can feel the paralysis (feel it)
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 niggas 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 pussy, 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 (ski, ski, ski, ski)

She wanna know why I still scream, "Free all my niggas"
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 the trey deuce
In the kitchen, crack the window, the fumes
Coke is still dryin', it's ready by two
Bitch, I sip lean, I don't do no balloons
Overseas, snappin' the view
I'ma fuck her the second we get in the room, mm
My darg took a raid, got more yutes on the way, the trap gotta resume

Writer(s): Cian Wright, Adam Williams, Ricky Banton
Copyright(s): Lyrics © BMG Rights Management, Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Spirit Music Group, Songtrust Ave, Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd., Warner Chappell Music, Inc.
Lyrics Licensed & Provided by LyricFind

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What is the Meaning of Rocket Science?

In a world where loyalty and survival intersect, "Rocket Science" delves into the raw realities of street life, echoing the relentless hustle and the personal toll it extracts. The lyrics paint a vivid picture of navigating the complexities of relationships, loyalty to incarcerated friends, and the gritty necessities of drug dealing. Through a blend of harsh truths and braggadocio, the artists explore themes of betrayal, sacrifice, and the pursuit of material success amidst danger. This track is not just an anthem but a stark narrative that captures the essence of life on the edge, where every decision can alter one's fate dramatically.

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