We some space cadets, keep a stupid ass check
In designer specks, on my face show respect
I'ma rockstar, yeah nigga outta space
I'ma rockstar, hell yeah I'm outta space
Rockstar outta space penthouse hideaway
Fountain blue getaway King of Diamonds where I lay
Yeah, fresh wheneva we wanna play free band A.1. LBG man we global
Yay, yay yeah we selling plenty coke have a drink have
A toast nigga we don't brag or boast so Rolls Royce
Lamborghini doors suicide open up your brains now your casket closed
Im in NASA outta here 3 carats in my ear
I can make you disappear drape like a chandelier
Astronaut when I shine racks on racks
Now I'm understanding crystal clear
We some space cadets, keep a stupid ass check
In designer specks, on my face show respect
I'ma rockstar, yeah nigga outta space
I'ma rockstar, hell yeah I'm outta space
I'm drinking on dirty my wrist cost a 30 my chain in the
Ocean I'm floatin' and rollin' got skeleton's on my arms
Got skeleton's on my back angel wings on my tatt's
Benjamin's in my rack's put spikes on my converse
Designer frames on my eye's you making the movie's now
To me it ain't no surprise started in crack houses
Now we in mansion's free band the finesse game we done expanded
I thumb through a crazy check, I keep me a dumb check
I got me a combination of bitches want freaky sex
A black and a white girl a Dominican Cypher
They ain't nothing but some Dracula's they suck me spectacular
We some space cadets, keep a stupid ass check
In designer specks, on my face show respect
I'ma rockstar, yeah nigga outta space
I'ma rockstar, hell yeah Im outta space
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