Can’t Catch Me
I'm from a whole nother planet
Baby you can't catch me, i been falling through the sky
Fuck nigga talkin, i blam it
God damn it he talking down he gonna die die die
I put Givenchy on my bitch and iced out her bracelet
Nigga im really that guy
Broke niggas be steady hating, moves that i'm making
I dont know why why why
Yeah
Yeah
I'm ready to slide on this bitch
Two different chains, they collide in this bitch
We in a Vette, seats recline in this bitch
She wanna hit and im fine with that bitch
If i ride then i die with my stick
Smoking on all different kinds in this bitch
Nigga try me, out his mind in this bitch
Glock in my pants said ill up it in public
Nigga this gas got me buzzin
Choppa will make that bitch dance, sticks in my hands
Looking like they is damn Russian
I done came up with a plan, these niggas is fans
They really ain't been on nothing
Bitch throw the rock in my hand and nigga i'll jam
Not even talking bout dunking
I'm from a whole nother planet
Baby you can't catch me, i been falling through the sky
Fuck nigga talkin, i blam it
God damn it he talking down he gonna die die die
I put Givenchy on my bitch and iced out her bracelet
Nigga im really that guy
Broke niggas be steady hating, moves that i'm making
I dont know why why why
I'm from a whole nother planet
Baby you can't catch me, i been falling through the sky
Fuck nigga talkin, i blam it
God damn it he talking down he gonna die die die
I put Givenchy on my bitch and iced out her bracelet
Nigga im really that guy
Broke niggas be steady hating, moves that i'm making
I dont know why why why
Ran up the digits and ran up the loot
Now they tryna take what's mine
Nigga want smoke and i'll really shoot, i don't like wasting time
Niggas gotta get off they ass get some clout
Stop tryna take from mine
Same niggas that be running they mouth, i let em hate thats fine
I'm from a whole nother planet
Baby you can't catch me, i been falling through the sky
Fuck nigga talkin, i blam it
God damn it he talking down he gonna die die die
I put Givenchy on my bitch and iced out her bracelet
Nigga im really that guy
Broke niggas be steady hating, moves that i'm making
I dont know why why why
I'm from a whole nother planet
Baby you can't catch me, i been falling through the sky
Fuck nigga talkin, i blam it
God damn it he talking down he gonna die die die
I put Givenchy on my bitch and iced out her bracelet
Nigga im really that guy
Broke niggas be steady hating, moves that i'm making
I dont know why why why
(Mm way-o)
Baby you can't catch me, i been falling through the sky
Fuck nigga talkin, i blam it
God damn it he talking down he gonna die die die
I put Givenchy on my bitch and iced out her bracelet
Nigga im really that guy
Broke niggas be steady hating, moves that i'm making
I dont know why why why
Yeah
Yeah
I'm ready to slide on this bitch
Two different chains, they collide in this bitch
We in a Vette, seats recline in this bitch
She wanna hit and im fine with that bitch
If i ride then i die with my stick
Smoking on all different kinds in this bitch
Nigga try me, out his mind in this bitch
Glock in my pants said ill up it in public
Nigga this gas got me buzzin
Choppa will make that bitch dance, sticks in my hands
Looking like they is damn Russian
I done came up with a plan, these niggas is fans
They really ain't been on nothing
Bitch throw the rock in my hand and nigga i'll jam
Not even talking bout dunking
I'm from a whole nother planet
Baby you can't catch me, i been falling through the sky
Fuck nigga talkin, i blam it
God damn it he talking down he gonna die die die
I put Givenchy on my bitch and iced out her bracelet
Nigga im really that guy
Broke niggas be steady hating, moves that i'm making
I dont know why why why
I'm from a whole nother planet
Baby you can't catch me, i been falling through the sky
Fuck nigga talkin, i blam it
God damn it he talking down he gonna die die die
I put Givenchy on my bitch and iced out her bracelet
Nigga im really that guy
Broke niggas be steady hating, moves that i'm making
I dont know why why why
Ran up the digits and ran up the loot
Now they tryna take what's mine
Nigga want smoke and i'll really shoot, i don't like wasting time
Niggas gotta get off they ass get some clout
Stop tryna take from mine
Same niggas that be running they mouth, i let em hate thats fine
I'm from a whole nother planet
Baby you can't catch me, i been falling through the sky
Fuck nigga talkin, i blam it
God damn it he talking down he gonna die die die
I put Givenchy on my bitch and iced out her bracelet
Nigga im really that guy
Broke niggas be steady hating, moves that i'm making
I dont know why why why
I'm from a whole nother planet
Baby you can't catch me, i been falling through the sky
Fuck nigga talkin, i blam it
God damn it he talking down he gonna die die die
I put Givenchy on my bitch and iced out her bracelet
Nigga im really that guy
Broke niggas be steady hating, moves that i'm making
I dont know why why why
(Mm way-o)
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