SPACE STORY

I was ridin’ thru the stars
In a spaceship, with a space chick
Keep a ray gun, that’s a space stick
Both by my side
Down for the ride
Roll one up and face it
Geeked up out my mind
Where you wanna take trip?
Ridin’ thru the stars
In a spaceship, with a space chick
Keep a ray gun, that’s a space stick
Both by my side
Down for the ride
Roll one up and face it
Geeked up out my mind
Where you wanna take trip?
Verse 1
Feelin’ like a glitch
Flickin’ thru the matrix
They look cuz my fit
Too legit
Matchin’ w my bitch
Woah
Solar flare on my wrist
Moonrocks in my spliff
Hittin’ the gas drift
(Vroom skrrr!)
Doin’ the dash on the pigs

Hittin’ the gas
Hittin’ the gas
Doin’ the dash
She got a wholе lotta ass
She always poppin’ them tags
Balanci, Balenci, thе glasses
Point me to where all the cash is
I had the stash in the mattress
Serve it up, reload and stack it
Swerve in that lane and i pass em
Smokin’ on kill no casket, (woo!)
Hook
Verse 2
Hit this corner
Blowin’ on marijuana
Steamin’ up like a sauna
Party too packed so it’s all eyes on us
Goin’ solar
Shades they from lexxola
Models girl off that yola
Smokin’ that green force, call it Yoda
Space city
Everyday we get litty
Countin’ up blues and fifties
I was in London stackin’ them pinkies
(Yeah yeah)
If it gets sticky
Goons gon up that blicky
But we ain’t really her for no problems
If you tryna get trippy get with me!
Tryna get trippy get with me! X7