High in space I feel like a martian
Got them new kicks I'm marching
Took three xans in the morning now my head lost up in here
I got the sauce lil baby now she wanna crash up in here
I got the sauce I got it
I got the bands I got it
Candy got whatever you want imma run up on you with the glock up on here
Im getting head up in here
She suck my c*ck up in here
I wrote her up like perscription now I got the sauce like a boss up in here
Knock you out severe yuh
I'm not gon let no f*ck n*gga control me
I got the racks you can't hold me
That lil kid is retarded so I cannot be around him he not homie
I'm not gon let no hating a*s n*gga tell me what I can do
Why you so mad lil b*tch is it the way that I move
What are you accomplishing from hating on a bag getter
Imma steal yo girl lil n*gga im a hoe getter
Im the n*gga that yo b*tch always talking about
She wanna top me but i know that she just want the clout
Lil b*tch then all you getting is the f*cking mouth
She be riding on that d*ck like she in the south