[Intro: Jason Mewes]
I fell in love with you
We fell in love with you
Guys like us just don't fall out of the fucking sky, you know?
[Chorus: Ty Dolla $ign]
Let's keep zonin'
Let's keep floatin', let's keep moanin'
Girl, I know that it ain't over
In the morning, you'll be runnin' back to me
Heart was broken, I am frozen
Now you're glowin'
This is more than just a moment
In the morning, you'll be runnin' back to me
[Verse 1: Kanye West & Quavo]
This the shit that make rap niggas mad
Them "think they cool" niggas mad
Bad bitches more bad
You shouldn't have bought her more ass
Shall I add?
Tell me, where we at? (Where we at?)
I put nerds on the map (On thе map)
Now this Urkel in your bitch
Did I do that?
[Chorus: Ty Dolla $ign]
Let's keep zonin'
Let's keep floatin', lеt's keep moanin'
Girl, I know that it ain't over
In the morning, you'll be runnin' back to me
Heart was broken, I am frozen
Now you're glowin'
This is more than just a moment
In the morning, you'll be runnin' back to me
[Verse 2: Freddie Gibbs]
This that shit that make rap niggas mad, yeah
Fuckin' two twins, I told her skinny was in
So she took out all the ass, kept it natural (Yeah)
But that thing still movin', I had to knock it down
Yeezy, where we at? (Where we at?)
Florence to Milan
Just turned a bird bitch to my ex like I was Elon
Count hundreds on the blue side, booty must've grew in size
Seen it from the front side, damn, it must be two-sized (Yeah)
Goddamn it, must be two sides
Forgis on the Double R, I'm floatin' like a cruise line
Bitches wanna fuck me, then trap me, then fuck me over
She cryin' tears in that Maybach and not the Toyota
Once it's over, then she dead to me, give that ho a memorial
Suck my dick for the interview, a headitorial
Put you on a track, have you workin' like I appointed you
Ho, how you gon' go blockin' your blessing when I anointed you?
Beautiful big titty, butt naked bitches, where you at? Uh
Started off trippin', tell her, "Pay tuition", no congrats, uh
Winin' and dinin', now to take my ratchet ho to Saks, uh
She was too used to Hamburger Helper, chilli mac
And that's facts, you can fact-check it
I'm from the crack era
Redbone bitches, they king me like I'm a black checker
Standin' at the plate, your ho catchin' balls like a bat catcher
I bring my pistol when I fuck her 'cause it's all 'bout survival, ho
I'll gut you clean, I bet you fuck with my rivals, though
Put that on everything, a whole a stack of bibles, ho
Real niggas like me just don't fall out the sky, you know
So keep vibin', ho
And you know that's facts, you can fact check it
I'm from the crack era
Where niggas run off and work it, don't bring it back era
Standin' at the plate, your ho catchin' balls like a back catcher
[Interlude 2: Jason Mewes]
Beautiful, naked, big-titty women just don't fall out the sky, you know?
[Verse 3: Kanye West]
Sky, you know? They so valuable
And beautiful, big titty, butt-naked women just don't fall out the sky, you know?
Tell me how you know
I been searchin' high and low
And I can tell you one thing
Beautiful, big-titty, butt-naked women just don't fall out the sky, no, no
You might follow my Alo, you might follow my Fashion Nov'
On the LA, a pair of billboard
I mean half of them I know
You might follow my Alo, you might find 'em in Fashion Nov'
On the LA, a pair of billboard
I mean half them girls I know
Yeezy, Yeezy, Yeezy, how you doin', huh?
Yeezy, how you doin', huh?
Yeezy, how you doin', huh? Uh, uh
Yeezy, how you doin', huh? Uh, uh
Just don't fall out the sky, you know?
Just don't fall out the sky, you know?
The sky, you know
The sky, you know
