INTERSTELLAR
Guess we'll stay for one more day
Who? Who is we? What do you mean?
No, that's just a saying, like who is staying
No, I'm talking 'bout me
My nigga, I'm talkin' 'bout me
But um, listen, I'm, I'm tryna, um
Keep one on my nightstand, not no safety, fully loaded
Think I'll cop a Breitling, new Patek, or a Rollie
I've been jumpin' time zones back to back, interstellar
Rhinestone, diamondbacks pressed on the leather
Ayy, I'll catch that bag like a running back
Bad little bitch, but you a setback
She sick, tryna make me regret that
I'll be damned if I couldn't detect that
I'd be dumb if I didn't expect that
3400, I rep that
Cross more lines than a wetback
Give a fuck who mad I said that
I'ma fly past them energy, since my handlebar like Wii stick
Shawty gassed up, overflow on five liter
Night before Christmas, every day Halloween, bitch
At your front door, masked up, trick or treat, bitch
Like my women like I like my denim, with my dick up in her (For real)
My dawg, he mental health like me, been caught up in that system (Yeah)
Can't be like none of these sheep (Uh-uh)
Eat up what the media feed em (Uh-uh)
I go see for myself, long as I always got my freedom (Yeah)
Count racks up any given Sunday (Bands)
Swear most these niggas be bitch-made
Y'all on that ride a nigga dick wave
Got your girl gettin' trained at hit way
That slop top, whole lotta spit way
And a drop top got more gun space
All this horsepower, need more runway
Sapphire, you match my Bombay
Keep one on my nightstand, not no safety, fully loaded
Think I'll cop a Breitling, new Patek, or a Rollie
I've been jumpin' time zones back to back, interstellar
Rhinestone, diamondbacks pressed on the leather
Ayy, I'll catch that bag like a running back
Bad little bitch, but you a setback
She sick, tryna make me regret that
I'll be damned if I couldn't detect that
I'd be dumb if I didn't expect that
3400, I rep that
Cross more lines than a wetback
Give a fuck who mad I said that, yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah yeah
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah yeah
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah yeah
Who? Who is we? What do you mean?
No, that's just a saying, like who is staying
No, I'm talking 'bout me
My nigga, I'm talkin' 'bout me
But um, listen, I'm, I'm tryna, um
Keep one on my nightstand, not no safety, fully loaded
Think I'll cop a Breitling, new Patek, or a Rollie
I've been jumpin' time zones back to back, interstellar
Rhinestone, diamondbacks pressed on the leather
Ayy, I'll catch that bag like a running back
Bad little bitch, but you a setback
She sick, tryna make me regret that
I'll be damned if I couldn't detect that
I'd be dumb if I didn't expect that
3400, I rep that
Cross more lines than a wetback
Give a fuck who mad I said that
I'ma fly past them energy, since my handlebar like Wii stick
Shawty gassed up, overflow on five liter
Night before Christmas, every day Halloween, bitch
At your front door, masked up, trick or treat, bitch
Like my women like I like my denim, with my dick up in her (For real)
My dawg, he mental health like me, been caught up in that system (Yeah)
Can't be like none of these sheep (Uh-uh)
Eat up what the media feed em (Uh-uh)
I go see for myself, long as I always got my freedom (Yeah)
Count racks up any given Sunday (Bands)
Swear most these niggas be bitch-made
Y'all on that ride a nigga dick wave
Got your girl gettin' trained at hit way
That slop top, whole lotta spit way
And a drop top got more gun space
All this horsepower, need more runway
Sapphire, you match my Bombay
Keep one on my nightstand, not no safety, fully loaded
Think I'll cop a Breitling, new Patek, or a Rollie
I've been jumpin' time zones back to back, interstellar
Rhinestone, diamondbacks pressed on the leather
Ayy, I'll catch that bag like a running back
Bad little bitch, but you a setback
She sick, tryna make me regret that
I'll be damned if I couldn't detect that
I'd be dumb if I didn't expect that
3400, I rep that
Cross more lines than a wetback
Give a fuck who mad I said that, yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah yeah
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah yeah
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah yeah
Credits
Writer(s): Taajwar Latimore, Patrick Russo
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