Single / Track

John Madden

RRoxket•Official Audio (YouTube API)

Lyrics

(Ugh) Told my shooter pull up, and he shoot like March Madness (ugh)

Lil' bro say he smokin' on an opp

He smokin' ashes (ugh)

Veteran on this field, nigga, coach John Madden (ugh ugh)

Nigga, this the game, the time we puttin' belt to asses

Nigga, trippin' wit my trip, like I took a tab of acid (ugh)

They say, "Why yo name lil' RRoxket?"

Nigga known for blastin' (ugh)

Call my shooter Paul Walker, nigga known for crashin' (ugh)

All black, like a damn stalker, creepin' in the grasses

(Ugh) Mom say, "Why you do that? Why you get yo face tatted?" (ugh)

"Why I'm skippin' school, and I'm in accelerated classes?" (ugh)

Nigga in trap house weighin' shit, imma prove my mathematics (ugh)

Why I never felt bad for servin' a crack addict? (ugh)

Trap house, seen police, I told lil' bro, "Hurry up and stash it" (ugh)

3.5 in this wood, I got weed smell on my fabric (ugh)

Wockhardt tastin' good, I think I got expensive habits (ugh ugh)

Get down on the floor and smack him wit the fye, "I'm sorry" (ugh)

If I wasn't broke, prolly wouldn't rob hardly (ugh)

Trap house, sellin' dope, sold that nigga iCarly (ugh)

Junkie smokin' dope, opposite of Bob Marley (ugh)

In class with the gas, teacher said, "Who the fuck farted?"

Rather hop out, but we could do a drive-by, no need for parkin' (ugh)

Slide on nigga block and drew like, "Who the fuck sparkin'?" (ugh)

Nigga, just send the drop

Nigga, I'm tired of all that barkin' (ugh)

Lil' nigga know we step on opps

Know who the fuck marchin' (ugh)

Nigga, I'm high, I'm geeked up

Nigga sound like Marv Martian (ugh)

Hit a lick, they don't know where I went, like my name Carson (ugh)

Told my shooter, "Pull up," and he shoot at all the targets (ugh)

Told my shooter, "Pull up," and he shoot like March Madness