Nasa

I get my shit by the K (huh)
I like my fish wit Old Bay (huh)
Look at the shit on my plate (huh)
Looking like my momma made it (huh)
Think I belong in Pompei (huh)
All of this part of my day (huh)
Promise the summer not safe (huh)
Prolly get hot cuz of me (huh)

Look!
How'd he go NASA?
Rolling right past us
Hunnid yard dash us
Why he going faster?
Let em go breathe
Why he so savage?
247
How you gon catch him?
How we gon catch him?
Why he go NASA?
Why he go NASCAR?

Turn my shit up
I'm so lit up
Why I kiss her?
I got mixed up
She on this cup
Prolly wan fuck
I do not cuff
Put yo hands up
All of these drugs
Prolly the plug
Go wish me luck
Don't break a leg
How much you make?
Top of my day
How do I look?
Look like you paid

How'd he go NASA?
Rolling right past us
Hunnid yard dash us
Why he going faster?
Let em go breathe
Why he so savage?
24 7
How you gon catch him?
How we gon catch him?
Why he go NASA?
Why he go NASCAR?

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Writer(s): Unknown Writer, Jason Robinson
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