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Like Nasa (feat. Bandanna$aint) Video (MV)




Performed By: deadfashion
Language: English
Length: 1:48
Written by: Justin Warkenthien




deadfashion - Like Nasa (feat. Bandanna$aint) Lyrics




Keep telling it to them, to them, to them
Yeah
Make that money come faster
On that block, late at night

I'ma spaz up
We go up, up and f*ck
Just like NASA
Whole lotta lean on me, got what you need but it ain't for the free

They try to leave my ass on E
I put these rap niggas on TV
Rap bad nigga he dead
I don't trust niggas they fed

Don't f*ck with these niggas I get dead, go and put a whole lotta rats in your head
I left that bitch on read
Big Glock finna hit your head
I get these f*ck niggas gone

The f*ck niggas end up dead
Bandana gon' keep going up
I think I'm just way too ahead
My nigga pulled up with some drank

You know that I f*ck with the red
These f*ck niggas keep talking down
I got a feeling with some lit
That Glock on me I'm in your town

We running you out of your town
We taking your wishes and gown
Can you compare the amounts
We taking your funds no doubt
Sipping on lean
Sipping on drank
Yeah we red
The money got us in a spaceship
We gonna do this shit no make shit
Here we coming at you like a shark
I ain't talking no bape shit

Saying that we rock a basic nah
You really up on that hate shit
We got chromehearts to the dome
Yeah we rock a lot

You talking all that shit
Yeah you bark a lot
We got hits we got sticks
We got people doing our shit

I ain't skate but Ima kick
Take that shit and I'll make a flip
You take you shot and you dip
We staying here and standing on shit

We dropping you off yo shit
They calling you Bruce but there ain't no Wayne

You rocking those fits that kids overseas made for minimum wage

You got a new parcel
It cost you 350 yuan
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Keep telling it to them, to them, to them
Yeah
Make that money come faster
On that block, late at night

I'ma spaz up
We go up, up and f*ck
Just like NASA
Whole lotta lean on me, got what you need but it ain't for the free

They try to leave my ass on E
I put these rap niggas on TV
Rap bad nigga he dead
I don't trust niggas they fed

Don't f*ck with these niggas I get dead, go and put a whole lotta rats in your head
I left that bitch on read
Big Glock finna hit your head
I get these f*ck niggas gone

The f*ck niggas end up dead
Bandana gon' keep going up
I think I'm just way too ahead
My nigga pulled up with some drank

You know that I f*ck with the red
These f*ck niggas keep talking down
I got a feeling with some lit
That Glock on me I'm in your town

We running you out of your town
We taking your wishes and gown
Can you compare the amounts
We taking your funds no doubt
Sipping on lean
Sipping on drank
Yeah we red
The money got us in a spaceship
We gonna do this shit no make shit
Here we coming at you like a shark
I ain't talking no bape shit

Saying that we rock a basic nah
You really up on that hate shit
We got chromehearts to the dome
Yeah we rock a lot

You talking all that shit
Yeah you bark a lot
We got hits we got sticks
We got people doing our shit

I ain't skate but Ima kick
Take that shit and I'll make a flip
You take you shot and you dip
We staying here and standing on shit

We dropping you off yo shit
They calling you Bruce but there ain't no Wayne

You rocking those fits that kids overseas made for minimum wage

You got a new parcel
It cost you 350 yuan
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Writer: Justin Warkenthien
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