My shit start up it sound like a mouf*ckin spaceship
When dem tires hit the ground nigga (Skirt)
Bimmer start up got rocket power woogadie woogie
Twistin' reggies in a auto got me shoogadie shoogie
Mixin' Tito's at Rays now she loose as a goosie
Goin' in raw I hope that she douche
No mind on to the next buyin' rollies' don't buy time
Yeah yea yea
Face in a book feet on the ground clouds on my mind
Back to back pedalin' look we stay on the grind
Prime time shine till its shine time prime
Hit my hotline for the hot fire shit fine nigga
Look,
When you do yo thang all the real niggas feel
Can you feel it?
Trinna touch the sky I testify rhymes
Yeah you hear that?
Rap game Louis and Clarks
Fakin' glory followin' blindly
My shit is inked from the heart
I mark dark, they just marks
Guess we the same thing fine
But I'm gettin off' all scotch
All clear this all numbers vvs shit
You can cover it I'm covered in ya syllabus
Come with me stash fire get chips
Wanna get rich?
Latch key kids whips keyless entry
No new friends no speak English
En English I was writtin' history
Nothin missin' in the game when you picture me
Picture me rolloin' peaceful no stress look
F*ck 9 to 5 then 5 to 9 we goin' live
Shit sound like scotty hit the hyperdrive
Outta this world flow on you niggas space bars man
Nigga we trippin to mars soon as Musk get the jet on a nigga
Goin live bitch we goin to Christmas we gettin off'
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My shit start up it sound like a mouf*ckin spaceship
When dem tires hit the ground nigga (Skirt)
Bimmer start up got rocket power woogadie woogie
Twistin' reggies in a auto got me shoogadie shoogie
Mixin' Tito's at Rays now she loose as a goosie
Goin' in raw I hope that she douche
No mind on to the next buyin' rollies' don't buy time
Yeah yea yea
Face in a book feet on the ground clouds on my mind
Back to back pedalin' look we stay on the grind
Prime time shine till its shine time prime
Hit my hotline for the hot fire shit fine nigga
Look,
When you do yo thang all the real niggas feel
Can you feel it?
Trinna touch the sky I testify rhymes
Yeah you hear that?
Rap game Louis and Clarks
Fakin' glory followin' blindly
My shit is inked from the heart
I mark dark, they just marks
Guess we the same thing fine
But I'm gettin off' all scotch
All clear this all numbers vvs shit
You can cover it I'm covered in ya syllabus
Come with me stash fire get chips
Wanna get rich?
Latch key kids whips keyless entry
No new friends no speak English
En English I was writtin' history
Nothin missin' in the game when you picture me
Picture me rolloin' peaceful no stress look
F*ck 9 to 5 then 5 to 9 we goin' live
Shit sound like scotty hit the hyperdrive
Outta this world flow on you niggas space bars man
Nigga we trippin to mars soon as Musk get the jet on a nigga
Goin live bitch we goin to Christmas we gettin off'
When dem tires hit the ground nigga (Skirt)
Bimmer start up got rocket power woogadie woogie
Twistin' reggies in a auto got me shoogadie shoogie
Mixin' Tito's at Rays now she loose as a goosie
Goin' in raw I hope that she douche
No mind on to the next buyin' rollies' don't buy time
Yeah yea yea
Face in a book feet on the ground clouds on my mind
Back to back pedalin' look we stay on the grind
Prime time shine till its shine time prime
Hit my hotline for the hot fire shit fine nigga
Look,
When you do yo thang all the real niggas feel
Can you feel it?
Trinna touch the sky I testify rhymes
Yeah you hear that?
Rap game Louis and Clarks
Fakin' glory followin' blindly
My shit is inked from the heart
I mark dark, they just marks
Guess we the same thing fine
But I'm gettin off' all scotch
All clear this all numbers vvs shit
You can cover it I'm covered in ya syllabus
Come with me stash fire get chips
Wanna get rich?
Latch key kids whips keyless entry
No new friends no speak English
En English I was writtin' history
Nothin missin' in the game when you picture me
Picture me rolloin' peaceful no stress look
F*ck 9 to 5 then 5 to 9 we goin' live
Shit sound like scotty hit the hyperdrive
Outta this world flow on you niggas space bars man
Nigga we trippin to mars soon as Musk get the jet on a nigga
Goin live bitch we goin to Christmas we gettin off'
Writer: JARRETT A. MUMFORD, PABLO MIGUEL MARTIN
Copyright: Lyrics © Exploration Group LLC
Copyright: Lyrics © Exploration Group LLC