Suh!
Suh
Hello I come from another planet, like what's up?
Do you want Vicky or Ricky? Tell me what you want
Damn this shit easy, I wish I did this shit for fun
Land that shit steezy, bitch I am easily the one
I'm not the daddy, I'm not the father, I'm the son
But don't get it twisted, you little niggas still my sons
Don't little bro me, unless you wanna play with guns
You niggas some phonies
If you gone run you better run bitch
Life gets hazy if you play the wrong one bitch
Bitch I'm spacey, but I'm Tony with the gun bitch
Leave you leanin', leave you leanin' like
If I don't like her, then Ima' drop the hoe
If she's a fighter, I might indite the hoe
Pass me a lighter, I'm bout' to spark the bowl
I'm truly the furthest from being likable
Can't give a fuck, I'm higher than your goals
Nauseous as fuck, my gas intolerable
I'm numb as fuck, them feelings getting old
Bitch say was up, I tell her what's the moves
Aye, aye, aye
Pull up to her crib and then she take me home
U get a text from your bitch, she can't pick up the phone
Why she calling me daddy? Wait that's another song
But nah she calling me daddy, I fuck her to my songs
And I ain't even a savage, but I fucked all night long
Life I'm living is lavish, I get it by the bone
So what's up you spacey? I'm in another zone
Hello I come from another planet, like what's up?
Do you want Vicky or Ricky? Tell me what you want
Damn this shit easy, I wish I did this shit for fun
Land that shit steezy, bitch I am easily the one
I'm not the daddy, I'm not the father, I'm the son
But don't get it twisted, you little niggas still my sons
Don't little bro me, unless you wanna play with guns
You niggas some phonies
If you gone run you better run bitch
Life gets hazy if you play the wrong one bitch
Bitch I'm spacey, but I'm Tony with the gun bitch
Leave you leanin', leave you leanin' like
If I don't like her, then Ima' drop the hoe
If she's a fighter, I might indite the hoe
Pass me a lighter, I'm bout' to spark the bowl
I'm truly the furthest from being likable
Can't give a fuck, I'm higher than your goals
Nauseous as fuck, my gas intolerable
I'm numb as fuck, them feelings getting old
Bitch say was up, I tell her what's the moves
Aye, aye, aye
Pull up to her crib and then she take me home
U get a text from your bitch, she can't pick up the phone
Why she calling me daddy? Wait that's another song
But nah she calling me daddy, I fuck her to my songs
And I ain't even a savage, but I fucked all night long
Life I'm living is lavish, I get it by the bone
So what's up you spacey? I'm in another zone
Credits
Writer(s): Darius Alston
Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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