Supernova
This shit got me feeling supernova
Now I'm out in space and I don't know ya
Two cups
Pour me something strong, none of that weak stuff
This shit got me feeling supernova
Now I'm out in space and I don't know ya, oh yeah
Two blunts
Maybe pass me some of that blue stuff
I was feeling down, but now I'm going up
FaceTime shorty, said it's over now, oh well
Two girls
You know I had to give 'em both two rounds
No rubber on me, that's ultrasound
Smith & Wesson, imma have to pull it out, it's going down
It's going down
Baby tell me, do you even notice now?
And I know that you're mad, but can you come around?
Can you feel it out, do you feel me now?
You've been tripping OD
Acting like you know me
Shawty, imma shoot the shot and take it like Ginobili
And I be on the stages while you sitting in the nose bleeds
And we on different pages, got me acting like the old me (woah)
And we on different pages
Shawty why you hating?
Tell me that you need me, baby, why the hell you waiting?
And if you really need me, baby, why the hell you playing?
And I don't wanna say shit, but I just need to let you go
Two cups
Pour me something strong, none of that weak stuff
This shit got me feeling supernova
Now I'm out in space and I don't know ya, oh yeah
Two blunts
Maybe pass me some of that blue stuff
I was feeling down, but now I'm going up
FaceTime shorty, said it's over now, oh well
Two girls
You know I had to give 'em both two rounds
No rubber on me, that's ultrasound
Smith & Wesson, Imma have to pull it out, it's going down
Now I'm out in space and I don't know ya
Two cups
Pour me something strong, none of that weak stuff
This shit got me feeling supernova
Now I'm out in space and I don't know ya, oh yeah
Two blunts
Maybe pass me some of that blue stuff
I was feeling down, but now I'm going up
FaceTime shorty, said it's over now, oh well
Two girls
You know I had to give 'em both two rounds
No rubber on me, that's ultrasound
Smith & Wesson, imma have to pull it out, it's going down
It's going down
Baby tell me, do you even notice now?
And I know that you're mad, but can you come around?
Can you feel it out, do you feel me now?
You've been tripping OD
Acting like you know me
Shawty, imma shoot the shot and take it like Ginobili
And I be on the stages while you sitting in the nose bleeds
And we on different pages, got me acting like the old me (woah)
And we on different pages
Shawty why you hating?
Tell me that you need me, baby, why the hell you waiting?
And if you really need me, baby, why the hell you playing?
And I don't wanna say shit, but I just need to let you go
Two cups
Pour me something strong, none of that weak stuff
This shit got me feeling supernova
Now I'm out in space and I don't know ya, oh yeah
Two blunts
Maybe pass me some of that blue stuff
I was feeling down, but now I'm going up
FaceTime shorty, said it's over now, oh well
Two girls
You know I had to give 'em both two rounds
No rubber on me, that's ultrasound
Smith & Wesson, Imma have to pull it out, it's going down
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Writer(s): Jacob Posz
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