Self Talk/Space Love

Ooo woah
I get so complacent
I get so complacent

People wonder when i'm witchu, It's true
Pull up drop top, Imma get in, zoom zoom
What's the issue?
Molly, coke, perc whatchu trynna get into?
Trynna get into?
I got bitches on my mother fuckin' side
I got people pull up masked up in disguise-guise
I got people that'll ride
I got people that'll pull up on your guys
Yuh, yuh

You might not know this
Please remain focused
Make tunes they notice
Ooo woah
Yeah
I got money on my mind
I got bitches on my mother fuckin' side
(Yeah)
I got people that'll ride
I got people that'll pull up on your guys
(Yeah)
Can you see me now?
I'm so up high right now
I don't know if i'm going to come down

Say it again i'm all up high right now
Talk that bullshit now you out of bounds
Flash your glocks steady shooting rounds
Drinking potion now i'm making sounds

On my woes
I got bitches call my phone
Now they leave me on my lone
I got bitches call my phone
Now they leave me on my lone
Yeah
All up on my lone shit
Cold shit, solo dolo-lo shit
Shawty on my phone lit, please don't blow my focus
Blow flower not no lotus
I'm a be a star you just might not-not-not know this
Yeah
You might not know this
Please remain focused
Make tunes now they notice
Ooo woah
Ooo woah
Space, all day going craze
I got, I got pictures in my spaceship
Faces in my basement
I get so complacent
Bitchin' me like Jason
Scary oh like Jason
I feel so complacent
All alone feel so free
Baby, baby
Need you close adjacent
All alone feel so free
Baby give me patience
Speeding to the love
Skrt off, now i'm drag racing
Pictures in my basement
Pictures in my spaceship
Faces in my basement
Faces in my spaceship
Pictures in my- basement
I get so complacent



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Writer(s): Quinn Ayers
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