Extraterrestrial
Not from this, huh
I'm not from this earth, huh
I'm not from this, huh
I'm not from this earth, huh
I'm not from this, huh
I'm not from this earth, huh
I'm not from this earth, huh
I'm not from this earth, huh
I'm not from this
I spent some nights alone
Now it's Vlone on my shirt
I take off tags like a band-aid
Expensive pain, how can it hurt?
My feets is only elite
I'm rocking some sneaks you ain't ever heard
My homie ready to crash out
I just gotta say that word
(Huh what) better do me a favor
I'm rocking crocodile skin just like the gator
Say you don't like my style
Boy you just a hater
I went from Oakland out to Vegas like the Raiders
Most of these hoes is boring
She said that her knees are hurting
Told the bih' go grab some Neosporin
She can text me a thousand times
I promise I still ignore it
I can take the ball across the court I still won't score it
I can see the cops in my rear view
Don't care if it's red imma floor it
Huh I'm late for the date
She blowing my phone, Like where are you at?
I'm sorry I said I can't make it
Pull up an hour later
A new spot in Philly, I still wanna taste it
She act like she white
She talk like she white
I told her she moving real basic
Had to upgrade this bih' life
She went from Vans, now she rocking Asics
She feeling the music
She up tryna dance
I told her come do that naked
I'm not from this earth I'm just tryna land
Elon better build my spaceship
Your homie was talking all over the gram
Sorry that he did not make it
(No he did not make it)
This not no swine, no bacon
Porky the Pig on a Bentley Mulsanne
Lil' bro better stay in your lane
You come into mine you not leaving the same
I am a dog that can't be tamed
I can't ever change not even for fame
I just might take a L one day
But I promise today not the day
Hold on wait i'm going insane
Huh huh I'm going insane
Got a song 'bout Lafayette St.
I'm thinking 'bout going Levain
People be calling me crazy i'm thinking 'bout going insane
Just face it
You already know the truth lil' homie gotta face it
Only focused on the money
20/20 like it's Lasik
Only counting blue hundreds in my hand like i'm racist
I'm speed racing
Curtains on the whip I don't see faces
I get paid on a weekly basis
He wan' be a doctor we gave him a facelift
I'm not from this earth, huh
I'm not from this, huh
I'm not from this earth, huh
I'm not from this, huh
I'm not from this earth, huh
I'm not from this earth, huh
I'm not from this earth, huh
I'm not from this
I spent some nights alone
Now it's Vlone on my shirt
I take off tags like a band-aid
Expensive pain, how can it hurt?
My feets is only elite
I'm rocking some sneaks you ain't ever heard
My homie ready to crash out
I just gotta say that word
(Huh what) better do me a favor
I'm rocking crocodile skin just like the gator
Say you don't like my style
Boy you just a hater
I went from Oakland out to Vegas like the Raiders
Most of these hoes is boring
She said that her knees are hurting
Told the bih' go grab some Neosporin
She can text me a thousand times
I promise I still ignore it
I can take the ball across the court I still won't score it
I can see the cops in my rear view
Don't care if it's red imma floor it
Huh I'm late for the date
She blowing my phone, Like where are you at?
I'm sorry I said I can't make it
Pull up an hour later
A new spot in Philly, I still wanna taste it
She act like she white
She talk like she white
I told her she moving real basic
Had to upgrade this bih' life
She went from Vans, now she rocking Asics
She feeling the music
She up tryna dance
I told her come do that naked
I'm not from this earth I'm just tryna land
Elon better build my spaceship
Your homie was talking all over the gram
Sorry that he did not make it
(No he did not make it)
This not no swine, no bacon
Porky the Pig on a Bentley Mulsanne
Lil' bro better stay in your lane
You come into mine you not leaving the same
I am a dog that can't be tamed
I can't ever change not even for fame
I just might take a L one day
But I promise today not the day
Hold on wait i'm going insane
Huh huh I'm going insane
Got a song 'bout Lafayette St.
I'm thinking 'bout going Levain
People be calling me crazy i'm thinking 'bout going insane
Just face it
You already know the truth lil' homie gotta face it
Only focused on the money
20/20 like it's Lasik
Only counting blue hundreds in my hand like i'm racist
I'm speed racing
Curtains on the whip I don't see faces
I get paid on a weekly basis
He wan' be a doctor we gave him a facelift
Credits
Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
Link
© 2024 All rights reserved. Rockol.com S.r.l. Website image policy
Rockol
- Rockol only uses images and photos made available for promotional purposes (“for press use”) by record companies, artist managements and p.r. agencies.
- Said images are used to exert a right to report and a finality of the criticism, in a degraded mode compliant to copyright laws, and exclusively inclosed in our own informative content.
- Only non-exclusive images addressed to newspaper use and, in general, copyright-free are accepted.
- Live photos are published when licensed by photographers whose copyright is quoted.
- Rockol is available to pay the right holder a fair fee should a published image’s author be unknown at the time of publishing.
Feedback
Please immediately report the presence of images possibly not compliant with the above cases so as to quickly verify an improper use: where confirmed, we would immediately proceed to their removal.