Rocket Science lyrics

(If your Ferragamo is not the gold, it’s fake)

[Chorus: Ralfy the Plug]
I want some money, hand it over, it ain't rocket science
I'm the flyest n*gga you ever f*cked, it's no denyin' it
Captain collect, b*tch, my rankin' above the pilots
She handed me some money and said, "Do what you does, your highness"
I want some money, hand it over, it ain't rocket science
I'm the flyest n*gga you ever f*cked, it's no denyin' it
Captain collect, b*tch, my rankin' above the pilots
She handed mе some money and said, "Do what you does, your highnеss"

[Verse 1: Ralfy the Plug]
She handed me some money and said, "Do what you does, your highness"
She like, "You the truth, Ralfy, and I love your guidance"
Captain collect, b*tch, my rankin' above the pilots
The real Skateboard P, you know the Plug be grindin'
Diamonds goin' crazy in the night, you know the Plug be shinin'
F&N on my hip, you know the Plug ain't fightin'
Five-SeveN in the clip for n*ggas thinkin' they Tyson
Mr. Whiskers like Pikachu, diamonds shinin' like lightnin'
Cannon on my hip shoot movie scenes, long clips like Spike Lee
[?] can join the fag, b*tch, with all the hoes that didn't write me
VVS stones, yeah, b*tch, and all my diamonds
Stinc Team, we the winnin' team, yeah, all of us shinin'
[Chorus: Ralfy the Plug]
I want some money, hand it over, it ain't rocket science
I'm the flyest n*gga you ever f*cked, it's no denyin' it
Captain collect, b*tch, my rankin' above the pilots
She handed me some money and said, "Do what you does, your highness"
I want some money, hand it over, it ain't rocket science
I'm the flyest n*gga you ever f*cked, it's no denyin' it
Captain collect, b*tch, my rankin' above the pilots
She handed me some money and said, "Do what you does, your highness"

[Verse 2: Money Monk]
Pull up on a punk b*tch and tell her, "Put it in my pocket"
I could box an astronaut, tell her, "Sock it like a rocket"
You ain't gettin' no money, broke boy need to stop it
My money don't fold, it's too much for a wallet
[?] b*tch havin' get the bag out her Kit-Kat
Hit you small for this ride, lil' n*gga, sit back
Put the .40 to his dome, knock a n*gga wig back
Too many points on the board, it can't get no getback
Shoot the n*gga in his face if he want some RiFF RAFF
Send a hollow to his dome, make the n*gga brains splat
They said they lookin' for me, how they knowin' where I'm at?
Don't have me pull up on you with a cornerstore rat, Money Monk, b*tch

[Chorus: Ralfy the Plug]
I want some money, hand it over, it ain't rocket science
I'm the flyest n*gga you ever f*cked, it's no denyin' it
Captain collect, b*tch, my rankin' above the pilots
She handed me some money and said, "Do what you does, your highness"
I want some money, hand it over, it ain't rocket science
I'm the flyest n*gga you ever f*cked, it's no denyin' it
Captain collect, b*tch, my rankin' above the pilots
She handed me some money and said, "Do what you does, your highness"