yandi1k - Spaceship (feat. 10kdunkin & shyneboikash)

Whatever you do, just make sure you get the money
Racks on us, these niggas hatin' that's why the stick be on me
Coupe look like a spaceship, and it barely got miles on it
Just back and fourth on packs
On trying to figure out how we going to slide on buddy
Racks in my jeans, two K on my eyes though
Know I be high bitch, that's why my eyes low
Fast ass car, but I'm high so I drive slow
Can't fuck with this shit, cause I dont got to try
Fuck all that talkin', we can pull up right now
SOS we the top, what you talkin' about
All of y'all lit, like the workers at waffle house
Say what you want, but you don't know what you talkin' bout
Drop a lo, I pull up right now
Bruce Wayne pullin' up on a villian
Send it up, fuck how you feeling
Hitman get paid for killing
Workin' bags from the east to the west
I'm at his head, he don't need no vest
I'm SOS, might get it tatted on my chest
She a bad bitch, but I treat her like the rest
I'm geeked the fuck up, I ain't gettin' no rest
We do this shit liltle better then the best
You can touch this shit, but you ain't gon bypass
These five hundred and fifty's these niggas mad
I got glocks, I got sticks
We gon aim it at you're bitch
I got rich off hittin' licks
Glock nine, with a light trig
I'm finna send shots at his bitch
Get my headshot, then I dip
In a redzone, let it rip
None of y'all on my rank
I'm about to pour up, more drank
I'm about to rob me the whole bank
I got hittas in the A
Hold on, you know you ain't safe
Whatever you do, just make sure you get the money
Racks on us, these niggas hatin' that's why the stick be on me
Coupe look like a spaceship, and it barely got miles on it
Just back and fourth on packs, on trying to figure out how we gon slide on buddy
Racks in my jeans, two K on my eyes though
Know I be high bitch, that's why my eyes low
Fast ass car, but I'm high so I drive slow
Can't fuck with this shit, cause I don't got to try
Fuck all that talkin', we can pull up right now
SOS we the top, what you talkin' about
All of y'all lit, like the workers at waffle house
Say what you want, but you don't know what you talkin' bout

Written by:
Yandiell Garcia

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