My Space (feat. Yawnee Gunna)

(Whoo, yeah)
(Whoo, yeah)
(Whoo, yeah)
(Whoo, uh)
(Whoo, whoo)
(Yeah, whoo)

I'm on top (I'm on top)
And I'm gon' race race race
Take a couple bottle's to the face face face
Bitch don't fuck around I need my space space space
Uh, oh I need my space space space

I'm on top
And I'm gon' race race race
Take a couple bottle's to the face face face
Bitch don't fuck around I need my space space space
Oh, Yeah I need my space space space

My life is like a router, zooming too fast now you sour
Got her nose stuffed up with powder, Trizzy rocking he got power uh

Girl just say what you want I got some bands in the trunk
Smoking shit smell like skunk Trizzy just do it for fun

Spend the money turn around and then I flip flip
Got yo bitch she turned around so I can hit hit
Yeah bitch I been doing this shit since a jit jit
Trizzy gotta function they pull up because it's lit lit

I'm riding thru the AZ mountains, Bitch wet like a water fountain
Thumbing thru these strips I'm counting Damn I need a new accountant

Yell my name they keep on shouting, new racks coming in a housing
Where they at oh look I found 'em, new shit come out how's it sounding?

Damn I just keep thinking and thinking why they haven't found me
I keep making shit to blow up but they keep sleeping on me
But I'm never gonna stop this shit dawg are you feeling me?
Trizzy keep on shooting for stars call that astrology

I'm on top
And I'm gon' race race race
Take a couple bottle's to the face face face
Bitch don't fuck around I need my space space space uh
Oh I need my space space space

I'm on top (I'm on top)
And I'm gon' race race race (Let's go)
Take a couple bottle's to the face face face
Bitch don't fuck around I need my space space space
Oh, Yeah, I need my space space space

And I heard my voice banging through blown speakers in y'all cars 'n then
Big homie in my city
I'm living large again

Globe PD tryna beat me
I'll beat that charge again

I got this big 'ole bag
I sell with large intent

But y'all don't understand what I have going on they on the daily
I been racin' through my city they try to book and misplace me
Yawnee Gunz with hunnid's of drums it's like I'm part Of the Navy
I shoot rockets straight through your cockpit, toting Uzi's like the 80's

So Benz speeding, I can't see
They signing contracts y'all can't blame me

Jet boatin', like high speed
I've been cruising through the ocean high sea's

And who the fuck is this stepping up?
We don't know put weapons up
Large in charge I'm big enough
Gold on my teeth I'm shining bruh
Too much sauce I got in on
We run this race like marathons
One more shot I'm almost gone, almost gone

I'm on top
And I'm gon' race race race
Take a couple bottle's to the face face face
Bitch don't fuck around I need my space space space uh, oh
I need my space space space

I'm on top
And I'm gon' race race race
Take a couple bottle's to the face face face
Bitch don't fuck around I need my space space space oh
Yeah I need my space space space



Credits
Writer(s): Trizzy ㅤ, Yawnee Gunna
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