Yea, yea outer limits
X-Files with it
Yea, yea, yea
Shorty bad looking like she mixed with alien
Shorty bad looking like she mixed with alien
Popping tags yea she dripping like aquarius
On my neck diamonds chilling, hypothermia
Shorty bad looking like she mixed with alien
Now we match 'cause I'm feeling like an alien
Feel that, feel that, feel that, feel that yea
Since a child always felt like I was out of place
Maybe my soul came from outer space
Burning trees sipping drank help me medicate
Keep my brain from rotating like saturn rings
Yea interstellar vibes
Floating through the milky way eating psilocybes
Shorty got them extraterrestrial eyes
Litter than a forest fire
Bitch I'm trying to start a riot
You ain't gang you a goof
You can't hang with the crew
You a lame nigga move
She blew my thing like a flute
Took me straight to the moon
She my alien boo
Shorty be putting in work
Shorty be going berserk
She lookin bad as a curse
Throwing that thing in reverse
I got hella motion
I'm so braggadocious
Supercalifragilisticexpialadocious
Yea shorty bad looking like she mixed with alien
Shorty bad looking like she mixed with alien
Popping tags yea she dripping like aquarius
On my neck diamonds chilling, hypothermia
Shorty bad looking like she mixed with alien
Now we match 'cause I'm feeling like an alien
Feel that, feel that, feel that, feel that yea
Feel that, feel me, feel that, feel me, feel that yea