Space, Pt. 2
Karden
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I hop inna Rocket I fly outer space How many racks I could flip in a day She f*ck with me when she heard outer space Cuttin the dough like a cake... Wanna taste? Niggas out here... yeah they copy and paste Hopped in the whip... And I just did a chase Kiss on that bitch... while I'm gripping her waist Fancy romance... Took her out on a date I Need me a nurse, Cuz I hate being patients I got Dedication to my motivation I'll cut all yo bones, like I'm Miachael or Jason Lil Haiti on top yea she fuckin wit Haitians Like suit life on deck... you kno I'm on vacation This weed that I'm smoking, you'll think that I'm jamaican I made reservations, to my limitations Don't do conversations, got bread that I'm chasin Yea Feel how I feel Notice who's real I be saying some things that I don't mean for real I Can't stop the fact that I'm rocking these Grillz Her name is lil molly ain't talking bout pills He took too much drugs, so I told him to chill He talking that shitt, So I went for the kill Man shoutout to drippy for keeping it real She wanna seduce me, I told her to kneel She fw nirvana She fw Madonna Got different personas We at Benihana's She driving a Honda She just like her mamma Ain't fucking with drama Got guns like Osama I'll bring out the Llama Stay fresh like Obama We gettin the commas We smoke marijuana We smoking that ganja Yea she from wakanda We f*ck if we wanna Like cosmo and wanda Give me that pussy, I'll put it to work Throw it around, yeah I like when she twerk Riding on me while she listen to durk, Like a gun full of water you kno she gone squirt My Rari go skirt, imma take off her skirt Pussy too good had to save for desert When I jump in it, I might go berserk Rest up my niggas that's inside the dirt Yeah going back into Space, this is part 2 Don't fw me, ion fw you too Like my religion, you kno I stay true Sick of these bitches, Like I got the flu I'm with my Zoes, I'm running with my Z's My chain so cold it's sick like a disease Red bottom drip, When I step that shitt bleed Got so much talent, I hope they could see I been through shitt, that you cannot believe Just like pigeon you gotta be free Once I'm done hittin I'm out a flea There's so much bitches, I caught in the sea Me and young Polo we deep in these streets Just bought designer you see receipts I'm fucking with her, Cuz Ikno I could grease Just like a dog, gotta get her a leash Saving the human race, imma fly outer space I'm still inside the wraith, I ain't pressing no brakes Yeah ill do what it takes It's just me and yo bae, Chillin on a vacae Gotta watch out for flakes Gotta watch out for snakes Suck my dick like a shake
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