Team Rocket

Couldn't get the mike Amiri they ain't in my size Had to find a new path The last one wasn't right Bad little kid Had a Glock in my sandbox I was Spelling bad words With my building blocks Boy you got a fake watch It tickin like a clock My junky kinda emo I named him mattox Caught the opp He was at the chop shop Why he bring a vest He know we only shoot tops Every single night I pray I catch my opp In 2023 that's when I started sipping pink In 2019 that's when I had a dream Balla where you at In the Stu making crafts My shooter turn to rap My junky buying slabs You was at the finish line what you even stop for So many lyrics This shit look like a book store Kenzo on the tee But Supreme on the feet But I could rock a carheart I could make the cat bark I could whip the car even if it on park Came a long way from bmxing in the park Team rocket with the way we bouta blast off Shit We pass the atmosphere We pass the atmosphere pulling out the Draco telling doggy to get out of here Up the 40 on his ass Now we checking if we clear Got the rocket in my pocket guess I'm on team rocket