Rockets/Do It

[Part I: Rockets]

[Verse 1: Frzy]
You must be out of your loco
To fuck wit this dope flow
‘Cause ya boy got escrow
I pull the black card
Like I’m Jim Crow
I got me a bad hoe
That’s headed out
That’s time to blow
So I flex with the Rolex
‘cause the Swiss don’t miss
No coco
I got a big ego
That’s why he blow
You wear out
What I outgrow
I’m murderin’ this beat yo
And you mourning
Like Ebro
I swear yo
I’m spittin’ way better
Than I ever been
Got a bad bitch
And we goin’ in
Ocho Cinco
Fuck that
Evelyn
(You’ll never win)
I got a resume of a veteran
Niggas know I’m goin’ in
President’s in my pants
Like I’m Marilyn
Niggas ain’t hot
And they settlin’
So settle in
They be meddlin’
But I’m ‘gon win
Start the
Countdown at 10
‘Cause I’m on one
Now begin

[Hook: Frzy]
I swear that all you hatin’ niggas
Make me laugh
Rockets
Rockets
Rockets
My nigga I’m havin’ a blast

[Verse 2: Frzy]
Just to keep it 100
I could go 0 to 100
And for you niggas
That want me hunted
I tell them to go for it
But they punted
‘Cause they scared of me
Scared of me
Tell them other rappers to
Prepare for me
All these little niggas want
Harvey D
But that’s one thing
Like Amerie
Sé Marie
What up baby
Pour a little Clique
In my cup baby
Gun on me
Get crazy
No safety
Champ Bailey
Nigga you a snap
I’m glad I’m a quarterback
I might corner that like who dat
I thought you was sorta wack
But you more than wack
I knew that
And now they wanna fuck wit me
See how the baby be
I blew that

[Hook: Frzy]
I swear that all you hatin’ niggas
Make me laugh
Rockets
Rockets
Rockets
My nigga I’m havin’ a blast
I swear that all you hatin’ niggas
Make me laugh
Rockets
Rockets
Rockets
My nigga I’m havin’ a blast

[Part II: Do It]

[Intro: Frzy]
Do it
Do it
Do it
Do it
Do it
Do it
Do it
Do it

[Verse: Frzy]
Fuck what you talking ‘bout
Nigga who better than this
The ones that are better not better
They better have asses to kiss
‘Cause I got no doubt that they doubt
No doubt
That’s the usual diss
But I just can’t miss when this king’s
Got a pen now I’m feelin’ like Fisk

Man
Excuses excuses
I know it kill you on the inside
Please don’t confuse it with lupus
When it come to my name
They keep lyin’ but
Please don’t confuse it with Lucious
It just make me wanna go
Shoot up a pussy
Don’t confuse it with douches
I was 23 like Jordan
When I started to do it
Then these haters came
With the 45
On the mic when they do it
But my team dream so I do it
I’m Jordan 9’s when I do it
But that’s what me and
Jordan bred for
I’m like Nike when I do it