[Babyface Ray]
(Ayy, Space, we astronauts with this shit)
Yeah
(I just need my space right now)
[Babyface Ray & LUCKI]
I'm thinkin' 'bout changin' the culture
Takin' the sauce, then hidin' from vultures
Five-star 'telly, treat the bitch like an office
Labels, they hurt, can't make me a offer
They say that they saw me
Peepin', they watchin', they lookin'
Stop with the games, you a rookie
Foreigns I'm pushin'
Lean back, play with her pussy
Can't kick the cup, I'm a junkie (Ayy, ayy)
[LUCKI & Babyface Ray]
Told her I love her, but I'm never settlin', probably repetitive
Protectin' my energy
That Quagen my remedy, I'm thankin' God gave me drugs, he protectin' my enemies
I gave her money, I hope she forgive me
'Til I'm in her city
I fuck a Bentayga ho right in the back of a hemi, still curvin' a rookie
I'm really fightin' them demons, still sick of them 30s, but I'm still gon' fuck with the 20s
They tell me these niggas been pressin', the wrong one can stretch 'em, but I get my shit from my auntie
Game from my uncle, fuck is an L?
Get W's, flip it around, I get money
She unlock the door, she know that I'm comin' (Ayy, ayy, ayy)
I'm Sunny, bitch, I been school since a youngin (Ayy)
I keep on sinnin' myself 'cause I'm bad at listening
Postin' my cup probably bad for business
I be thinkin' everything niggas say cap
Rookie-ass ho sellin' out for an app
Gettin' high with Max, say he really miss Act'
Nigga wanna play and they made him a stack
City too crazy, you fakin' for rap
You're in the club, Kevin's in the club
How cool is it, after all he's been through, to see LaMarcus Aldridge score twenty thousand?
I'm just playing
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