Outta Earth (feat. HiKevin)

He thought he cool now where the fuck he at
Wonder why I'on follow that
Keep that pole ain't wrong with that
Ain't ride round there with no fucking strap
She cool and shit but she ain't worth
I'm outta here I'm outta earth
Ain't pop no x I'm better off
Better chill, don't tell a word
Bitch don't start apologies
Shoot his ah like Battlefield
The bag so clean be YSL
The bag be clean don't wanna sell
That BB Simons on my belt
I bought so much I ain't in debt
Bought so much I still get paid
She wants me, but imma pass

Bitch I'm outta earth, outta earth
I don't want that shit she wonder when
She wonders what I do, I just tell her I don't know
If I ain't had that money I don't know what I would do
Bitch I'm outta earth, outta earth
I don't want that shit she wonder when
She wonders what I do, I just tell her I don't know
If I ain't had that money I don't know what I would do

If I haven't had that
Me and my dawg, we've never been so cold
My shorty, she got Prada on her toes
Had a trip don't wanna wake
Shit so fire, why would I wake
I'm with yo hoe we on the stairs
You know where we

He thought he cool now where the fuck he at
Wonder why I'on follow that
Keep that pole ain't wrong with that
Ain't ride round there with no fucking strap
She cool and shit but she ain't worth
I'm outta here I'm outta earth
Ain't pop no x I'm better off
Better chill, don't say a word

Bitch I'm outta earth
Hoe I'm so high, I'm so geeked
Imma count these bands then I go to sleep
Niggas dickriding, yeah they be on meat
In hell with this bitch, I'm so deep
Quote this, nigga, I don't know what you heard
Yeah bitch said she want my bread, she just like a bird
I got shooters in black, they gon throw a shirt
We just smoking hella high, nigga outta earth
Bitch I'm outta earth
Bitch I'm mother earth
Bitch I'm outta earth



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Writer(s): Tibi Avram
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