Galactic Miindset (feat. Miind)

Bitch we going global
I've been a recognizable local
I got nostalgia in my vocal
I can round up the total
Space Mountain is the coaster
I be popping up like a toaster
I'm a madman not a jokester
Got to keep my weapon in my holster
Phonky phonk phonkodelic drums
I be sparrow drinking rums
Told the bitch that she can't stick like gums
I got gold grills inside my gums
Not my fault I can outdo your favorite
This doesn't call for hatred
Like clay Imma shape it and make it
The county can go swim with the fish
Fuck you acting for like a bitch?
Smoke you up like a swish
I be in space floating and gloating
Yo bitch got my dick she groping choking
Oh man I'm hoping that she's an expert
I can read this from an excerpt knowing I'm giving effort
There ain't no fallout this ain't a callout
But I can guarantee you that I ball out

I was suppose to RIP at eighteen but look at me now
Got a polar flow with an IV So I'm cold blooded by style
We in the mix with it ignorance is no incident now
If I say shit to a nigga I ain't turning shit down
Now listen!
This a different box that they put me in
I'm not controlled by the people
Got so much of an outstanding mind that I'm fucking stepping on the people
This a different mindset when I take action I can shoot up a prequel
You can't expect a nigga to blast you when your voice fucks up the speaker
I can spit a pint on this mic
I'm overfilling it from dirt and grime
You niggas crimes the price of bars is your felony singing nigga
You should know that all my arsenal got melodies
Put together we are the world that nigga sing in different harmonies
If you ain't get my vision you need the mind stone
I don't believe in fame cause it can destroy it before it attach on
Can do the numbers my nigga past it I'm stepping out the time zone
Try me when you niggas bars don't sound like my fucking side notes

Coming in hot like a comet
Yo bitch gasped as she saw it cause she knew she want it
I can go faster than moving up like plaster
Like I'm chili peppers I'm hot and you're not
I can see the fakeness I call bot
I'm a prominent dominant and omnipotent figure
That's why I can dick her
I got this shit under wraps with my raps
While I call out caps on the maps
I'm a pirate looking for the gold
Get the green like mold
I know that I'll fit the mold cause this genre will never get old
Shoutout to my clique they can keep up with my shit
Imma sprite while my copycat sierra mist
I be on my J Cole shit
Make a hit that'll hit
I can market off of it like Ritz
PSB can go bye bye I hope that they die die
The beach babies can go cry cry cause right now I'm in my prime time



Credits
Writer(s): Beau Berkhout
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