Blast Off!
Blast off we taking off bitch
I just walked in with a check
Met yo baby mama she taking off shit
She love how I'm balling she wet
My diamonds still hitting it's all on my neck
I told 'em don't at me for this
I told them to go hit up NASA for this
My rocks look like asteroids bitch
Blast Off
Yeah I'm bout to blast off
I just bought a space coupe
And I took the ass off
I just hit up NASA
Lightspeed how I pass y'all
You ain't bout that action
Stars on me Mike Jackson
Yeah yeah
Ha now a nigga self made
Rockstar lifestyle
All I know is get paid
Ever since about the 5th grade
Teacher always told me behave
Told me I would never engage
Now I walk in with the benjis
Ha
35 for the low
Glenwood road right off Flat Shoals
Never been a lame always stuck to the code
In the trap with the Mack broke his arm in the bowl
Big blue face that's a real bankroll
Caught up in a jam but I never did told
If he ever fold God bless his soul
Hot ass summer but I left his ass cold
Blast off we taking off bitch
I just walked in with a check
Met yo baby mama she taking off shit
She love how I'm balling she wet
My diamonds still hitting it's all on my neck
I told 'em don't at me for this
I told them to go hit up NASA for this
My rocks look like asteroids bitch
Blast Off
Yeah I'm bout to blast off
I just bought a space coupe
And I took the ass off
I just hit up NASA
Lightspeed how I pass y'all
You ain't bout that action
Stars on me Mike Jackson
Yeah yeah
Aye heat on me like fire bender
I hit your bitch I flip her and bend her
Hit from the back like a fender bender
I am the champ you not a contender
Playing these shorties like it was Nintendo
Wantana kick the yopper at your window
Choppa got a extendo
Imma buss it at your kinfolk
Kick her out the crib
Bitch I don't even know what I let you in for
You call the sarge told him 10-4
Whipping at your crib at night
Nigga we ain't watching Nick at Night
Frrr BITCH YEAH
Blast off we taking off bitch
I just walked in with a check
Met yo baby mama she taking off shit
She love how I'm balling she wet
My diamonds still hitting it's all on my neck
I told 'em don't at me for this
I told them to go hit up NASA for this
My rocks look like asteroids bitch
Blast Off
Yeah I'm bout to blast off
I just bought a space coupe
And I took the ass off
I just hit up NASA
Lightspeed how I pass y'all
You ain't bout that action
Stars on me Mike Jackson
Yeah yeah
I just walked in with a check
Met yo baby mama she taking off shit
She love how I'm balling she wet
My diamonds still hitting it's all on my neck
I told 'em don't at me for this
I told them to go hit up NASA for this
My rocks look like asteroids bitch
Blast Off
Yeah I'm bout to blast off
I just bought a space coupe
And I took the ass off
I just hit up NASA
Lightspeed how I pass y'all
You ain't bout that action
Stars on me Mike Jackson
Yeah yeah
Ha now a nigga self made
Rockstar lifestyle
All I know is get paid
Ever since about the 5th grade
Teacher always told me behave
Told me I would never engage
Now I walk in with the benjis
Ha
35 for the low
Glenwood road right off Flat Shoals
Never been a lame always stuck to the code
In the trap with the Mack broke his arm in the bowl
Big blue face that's a real bankroll
Caught up in a jam but I never did told
If he ever fold God bless his soul
Hot ass summer but I left his ass cold
Blast off we taking off bitch
I just walked in with a check
Met yo baby mama she taking off shit
She love how I'm balling she wet
My diamonds still hitting it's all on my neck
I told 'em don't at me for this
I told them to go hit up NASA for this
My rocks look like asteroids bitch
Blast Off
Yeah I'm bout to blast off
I just bought a space coupe
And I took the ass off
I just hit up NASA
Lightspeed how I pass y'all
You ain't bout that action
Stars on me Mike Jackson
Yeah yeah
Aye heat on me like fire bender
I hit your bitch I flip her and bend her
Hit from the back like a fender bender
I am the champ you not a contender
Playing these shorties like it was Nintendo
Wantana kick the yopper at your window
Choppa got a extendo
Imma buss it at your kinfolk
Kick her out the crib
Bitch I don't even know what I let you in for
You call the sarge told him 10-4
Whipping at your crib at night
Nigga we ain't watching Nick at Night
Frrr BITCH YEAH
Blast off we taking off bitch
I just walked in with a check
Met yo baby mama she taking off shit
She love how I'm balling she wet
My diamonds still hitting it's all on my neck
I told 'em don't at me for this
I told them to go hit up NASA for this
My rocks look like asteroids bitch
Blast Off
Yeah I'm bout to blast off
I just bought a space coupe
And I took the ass off
I just hit up NASA
Lightspeed how I pass y'all
You ain't bout that action
Stars on me Mike Jackson
Yeah yeah
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Writer(s): Walter Thomas
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