Rocket Science DaBoii (Ft. Slimmy B)

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[Verse 1: DaBoii]
So this the game we playin'?
Fit the same, but all the loaves be different on a daily basis
Bro, it's something off about this nigga, I feel the radiation
I don't even think them niggas hate me, niggas hatin'-hatin'
And I just hit her from the back, I got her aching-aching
Nigga, I don't want no four-for-four, I want the Baconator
Boy, you letting that shit make you, you supposed to make the paper
I'll never let that shit make me, I'm the paper maker
[Verse 2: Slimmy B]
Crest nigga out that North Pole where it get cold at
Catch a sucka out, them niggas act like they ain't on that
Been balling, bitch, I'm still balling, where your dough at?
Where them suckas hiding? Probably where them niggas broke at
Who got a eight? I'm on the way, I'm tryna pour that
Niggas know it's on me, nah, I don't need to show that
We the youngest, litty in my city, niggas know that
Feed the opp fifty out this Glizzy, nigga hold that
[Verse 3: DaBoii]
Do yourself a favor, come and get yo' bitch with her lil' ho ass
Hand up on my face, look to the side like something don't add
Oh, you want the bands? Them bandy-bands? Then hit the road, Jack
So they can see my face, I'll do it bare, my nigga, no mask