Space
Too many racks I ran out of space
Too many racks I ran out of space
Too many racks
Ran out of space
Too many racks in the place
Time to upgrade the estate
Stars on the ceiling whenever I hop in the Wraith
Feel like I went outer space
She wanna fuck
I wanna fuck on her too
Fuck it let's go on a date
Then back to the cake
I cannot sit wait around
I got more money to make
Just take one look you know that I'm straight
I'm high off bud I ain't smoking no shake
Big stepper I step the ground gone quake
You test these diamonds the tester gone break
Whippin' the Tesla this shit self brake
Everyday above ground I'm a get paid
I just went Palm Angels on my shades
Sick of these broke ass niggas throwing shade
VVS's hitting like MMA
Board the G5 hit Saint-Tropez
Turn it up now lil nigga why wait?
Scoring pyrex shit hot like May
Play on my name this shit get crazy
Young YHL I came for the pape
I ain't never worried bout no inflation
Blink of an eye I switch locations
Ran out of space
Too many racks in the place
Time to upgrade the estate
Stars on the ceiling whenever I hop in the Wraith
Feel like I went outer space
She wanna fuck
I wanna fuck on her too
Fuck it let's go on a date
Then back to the cake
I cannot sit wait around
I got more money to make
I'm going bigger
Sitting in the back of the sprinter
Thumbing right through these figures
All of this ice got me cold look like I walked through a blizzard
I'm in the field catching these plays I should've been a Pittsburgh Steeler
Ten toes down wherever I am at I stand like a pillar
I got the pink slip straight from dealer
Soon as the racks touch down I flip em
Soon as these beats touch down I rip em
Niggas be hating so I can't fuck with em
Fye me up a blunt and I go outer space
Always keep some munyun round my way
Always keep some fine shit round my way
Gotta have good vibes in my space
Ran out of space
Too many racks in the place
Time to upgrade the estate
Stars on the ceiling whenever I hop in the Wraith
Feel like I went outer space
She wanna fuck
I wanna fuck on her too
Fuck it let's go on a date
Then back to the cake
I cannot sit wait around
I got more money to make
Ran out of space
Too many racks in the place
Time to upgrade the estate
Stars on the ceiling whenever I hop in the Wraith
Feel like I went outer space
She wanna fuck
I wanna fuck on her too
Fuck it let's go on a date
Then back to the cake
I cannot sit wait around
I got more money to make
Too many racks I ran out of space
Too many racks
Ran out of space
Too many racks in the place
Time to upgrade the estate
Stars on the ceiling whenever I hop in the Wraith
Feel like I went outer space
She wanna fuck
I wanna fuck on her too
Fuck it let's go on a date
Then back to the cake
I cannot sit wait around
I got more money to make
Just take one look you know that I'm straight
I'm high off bud I ain't smoking no shake
Big stepper I step the ground gone quake
You test these diamonds the tester gone break
Whippin' the Tesla this shit self brake
Everyday above ground I'm a get paid
I just went Palm Angels on my shades
Sick of these broke ass niggas throwing shade
VVS's hitting like MMA
Board the G5 hit Saint-Tropez
Turn it up now lil nigga why wait?
Scoring pyrex shit hot like May
Play on my name this shit get crazy
Young YHL I came for the pape
I ain't never worried bout no inflation
Blink of an eye I switch locations
Ran out of space
Too many racks in the place
Time to upgrade the estate
Stars on the ceiling whenever I hop in the Wraith
Feel like I went outer space
She wanna fuck
I wanna fuck on her too
Fuck it let's go on a date
Then back to the cake
I cannot sit wait around
I got more money to make
I'm going bigger
Sitting in the back of the sprinter
Thumbing right through these figures
All of this ice got me cold look like I walked through a blizzard
I'm in the field catching these plays I should've been a Pittsburgh Steeler
Ten toes down wherever I am at I stand like a pillar
I got the pink slip straight from dealer
Soon as the racks touch down I flip em
Soon as these beats touch down I rip em
Niggas be hating so I can't fuck with em
Fye me up a blunt and I go outer space
Always keep some munyun round my way
Always keep some fine shit round my way
Gotta have good vibes in my space
Ran out of space
Too many racks in the place
Time to upgrade the estate
Stars on the ceiling whenever I hop in the Wraith
Feel like I went outer space
She wanna fuck
I wanna fuck on her too
Fuck it let's go on a date
Then back to the cake
I cannot sit wait around
I got more money to make
Ran out of space
Too many racks in the place
Time to upgrade the estate
Stars on the ceiling whenever I hop in the Wraith
Feel like I went outer space
She wanna fuck
I wanna fuck on her too
Fuck it let's go on a date
Then back to the cake
I cannot sit wait around
I got more money to make
Credits
Writer(s): Brandon Manning
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