Dont You?
Don't you wanna get loved out of space
Don't you wanna make love out of space
I'm talking ecstasy, you telling me put it on tape
You wanna get the best of me, now you testing me
Put that puss on my plate
Just gotta have a little faith
Is a rap beef really your fate
Don't let them trick you out your place
I got so much to lose
I'm paying the house, I got something to prove
If you let her out, she gon' fuck with the gate
I got some zazos from Beats
Buffy gon' rap for the team
Niggas ain't loyal
You know what that mean
Don't you wanna make all this pape
Yeah, countin these racks wit me
Ice cubes on a good ass day
Trips out to Saint tropez
Flew her out from the bay
She let me have my way
They tryna ride my wave
No, I can't save the day
They look up to me this way
Took five racks and made a play
Tennis chains all on the gang
My bitch gon' get everything
Mobbin pressing every day
RIP to all my babys
I wish I could just replay it
Don't you wanna make love out of space
I'm talking ecstasy
You telling me put it on tape
You wanna get the best of me
Ooh, now you testing me
Put that puss on my plate
Just gotta have a little faith
Is a rap beef really your fate
Is a rap beef really your fate
Don't you wanna make love out of space
I'm talking ecstasy, you telling me put it on tape
You wanna get the best of me, now you testing me
Put that puss on my plate
Just gotta have a little faith
Is a rap beef really your fate
Don't let them trick you out your place
I got so much to lose
I'm paying the house, I got something to prove
If you let her out, she gon' fuck with the gate
I got some zazos from Beats
Buffy gon' rap for the team
Niggas ain't loyal
You know what that mean
Don't you wanna make all this pape
Yeah, countin these racks wit me
Ice cubes on a good ass day
Trips out to Saint tropez
Flew her out from the bay
She let me have my way
They tryna ride my wave
No, I can't save the day
They look up to me this way
Took five racks and made a play
Tennis chains all on the gang
My bitch gon' get everything
Mobbin pressing every day
RIP to all my babys
I wish I could just replay it
Don't you wanna make love out of space
I'm talking ecstasy
You telling me put it on tape
You wanna get the best of me
Ooh, now you testing me
Put that puss on my plate
Just gotta have a little faith
Is a rap beef really your fate
Is a rap beef really your fate
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Writer(s): Patrick Harrison
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