EBK (Space)

Taking all these pills, I go to space, I can't feel my face
Mama said she don't believe in me, I told her keep the faith

Say you want a Phantom, fuck a Phantom, bitch I want a Wraith
Got expensive taste, I'd whip that bitch like every day

Ever seen a Rolls Royce high speed chase?
Never seen a Rolls Royce high speed chase
Say she wanna give me top in the cockpit
Back up bitch, I need my space

Ball like Michael J, but I shoot like Michael Bay
Shoutout Kodak, fuck wit' Yak
He'd sign me to Sniper Gang

Dependin' on whatever block you is reppin'
We might have to get a Smith ampersand Wesson
And roll up to your crib then send you to heaven
It ain't nothin' personal, just how I'm steppin'

Clappin' this K, packin' a J
Vampire pack in a spliff all day
Seen you in traffic, I turned that shit tragic
I lit him on 95th and Broadway

I did all for the set, show me respect, or you get hit in the neck
EBK, whoever's next, they could get wet
Just like your bitch, oh yes
Yeah I hit that I confess, it was the best, she made a nigga feel blessed
She had a beautiful chest, she gave me hella good neck

Taking all these pills, I go to space, I can't feel my face
Mama said she don't believe in me, I told her keep the faith

Say you want a Phantom, fuck a Phantom, bitch I want a Wraith
Got expensive taste, I'd whip that bitch like every day

Taking all these pills, I go to space, I can't feel my face
Mama said she don't believe in me, I told her keep the faith

Say you want a Phantom, fuck a Phantom, bitch I want a Wraith
Got expensive taste, I'd whip that bitch like every day



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Writer(s): Ezra Castles
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