Space!
FAT STACKS!
(Yuh, yuhh, huh? Wet! Wet!)
(Ayy, everything legal in space boy)
Bitch!
I have a sixth sense, you have like ten cents
You were like "send it", bitch you have no friends
That's where I come from boy
I'm from space
You say you rapper, but you disgrace
What is you telling me?
Said you is better me?
No, I think that you is jelly, b
Pussy boy you is lame
Fuck out my circle, man stay in your lane
You is a sad shit
Boy I am classic
Not to mention bitch, I am fantastic
I am from space (yuhh)
I am from space bitch, I am from space
I am from space bitch, I am from space
Grippin' that shit and I shoot your face
Grippin' that shit and I shoot your face
(Bitch) I am from space
I am from space bitch, I am from space
I am from space bitch, I am from space
Put em' in caskets
You want get clapped quick?
Lighting the matches, then I start laughing
(Haha, ha)
Fuck I am winning
Your daughter is sinning
They found her there spinning
Man, fuck this shit boy I'm from space
(Yuh!)
I from space bitch, I from space
I from space bitch, I from space
Grippin' that shit then I shoot your face
Grippin' that shit then I shoot your face
(Bitch) I from space
I from space bitch, I from space
I from space bitch, I from space
I from space
Grippin' that shit then I shoot your face
Grippin' that shit then I shoot your face
I from space bitch, I from space
I from space bitch, I from space
(Yuh, yuhh, huh? Wet! Wet!)
(Ayy, everything legal in space boy)
Bitch!
I have a sixth sense, you have like ten cents
You were like "send it", bitch you have no friends
That's where I come from boy
I'm from space
You say you rapper, but you disgrace
What is you telling me?
Said you is better me?
No, I think that you is jelly, b
Pussy boy you is lame
Fuck out my circle, man stay in your lane
You is a sad shit
Boy I am classic
Not to mention bitch, I am fantastic
I am from space (yuhh)
I am from space bitch, I am from space
I am from space bitch, I am from space
Grippin' that shit and I shoot your face
Grippin' that shit and I shoot your face
(Bitch) I am from space
I am from space bitch, I am from space
I am from space bitch, I am from space
Put em' in caskets
You want get clapped quick?
Lighting the matches, then I start laughing
(Haha, ha)
Fuck I am winning
Your daughter is sinning
They found her there spinning
Man, fuck this shit boy I'm from space
(Yuh!)
I from space bitch, I from space
I from space bitch, I from space
Grippin' that shit then I shoot your face
Grippin' that shit then I shoot your face
(Bitch) I from space
I from space bitch, I from space
I from space bitch, I from space
I from space
Grippin' that shit then I shoot your face
Grippin' that shit then I shoot your face
I from space bitch, I from space
I from space bitch, I from space
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Writer(s): Mason Downs
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