Outro
Yeah, and you know I been going crazy, in this motherfucker forreal
Yeah, London
Hold on, Monee World
I ain't gon lie i'm scared to race
Ima still push if i gotta race
Said she don't never have time for dates
I been working too, having busy days
Time moving quick, can't count the days
I was just eating with chopsticks
RA sushi wit a bad bitch
Niggas always wanna chop it up, we ain't got shit to talk bout
Old bitch saying she miss me, we ain't got shit to talk bout
He miss out on cash, ran the wrong route
We supposed to be having fun, why my brudda got his pole out
You better stay with a gun, never know the day to get hoe'd out
Bitch your time up, I knew she was gon play her role out (yeah)
I just went to space (space)
I just went to mars (mars)
I float on the moon (yeah)
I'm in this race car (woah)
It is a space car (yeah)
It's not a safe car (yeah)
I'm high with the stars (i'm with the stars, i'm with the stars)
Can't miss my momma call
Can't miss my shawty call
Can't miss my brudda call
Monee I miss your calls
Drip all on my body, clothes not from the mall
Drugs all in my body, ink all on my body
Damn I love her body, damn I miss her body
I been losing my mind, damn i need somebody
Uh Uh, (damn I need somebody, damn I need somebody)
Yeah Yeah, Aye
Niggas got a price to pay
Could you put ya pride away, could you lose ya pride today
Good dope in my body, take my mind away
Yeah umm and, y'all gon remember motherfucking name too
Lil Trunks London
Yeah, London
Hold on, Monee World
I ain't gon lie i'm scared to race
Ima still push if i gotta race
Said she don't never have time for dates
I been working too, having busy days
Time moving quick, can't count the days
I was just eating with chopsticks
RA sushi wit a bad bitch
Niggas always wanna chop it up, we ain't got shit to talk bout
Old bitch saying she miss me, we ain't got shit to talk bout
He miss out on cash, ran the wrong route
We supposed to be having fun, why my brudda got his pole out
You better stay with a gun, never know the day to get hoe'd out
Bitch your time up, I knew she was gon play her role out (yeah)
I just went to space (space)
I just went to mars (mars)
I float on the moon (yeah)
I'm in this race car (woah)
It is a space car (yeah)
It's not a safe car (yeah)
I'm high with the stars (i'm with the stars, i'm with the stars)
Can't miss my momma call
Can't miss my shawty call
Can't miss my brudda call
Monee I miss your calls
Drip all on my body, clothes not from the mall
Drugs all in my body, ink all on my body
Damn I love her body, damn I miss her body
I been losing my mind, damn i need somebody
Uh Uh, (damn I need somebody, damn I need somebody)
Yeah Yeah, Aye
Niggas got a price to pay
Could you put ya pride away, could you lose ya pride today
Good dope in my body, take my mind away
Yeah umm and, y'all gon remember motherfucking name too
Lil Trunks London
Credits
Writer(s): Trunks London
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