[Intro]
Indo
Kyro in this bitch, wait 'til we get the gloves (Ooh-woah)
Wait 'til we get the gloves, nigga, haha (Ooh, oh-oh)
Yeah, someone I wouldn't know
150 watch, No Limit, yeah, oh, oh
[Chorus]
Lookin' in the mirror, all I see is airplanes
Lookin' out the window from the back of the Range
While yo' bitch give me brain, her becky's insane
She ride like a rebel, she cowgirl brazy
High on my mind, looking back on my days
Life isn't a straight line, this shit is a maze
Um, life puts the "Maze" in "Amazin'"
I'm not from Earth, alien, my invasion
[Verse 1]
She on my turf, took a couple of 30's, she gone
So she won't pick up if you callin' her phone
She high in the sky, so just leave her alone
She know I'm a dog, so she lettin' me bone
I fly in Balenci' to my stepping stones
Got a crib, it's on Jupiter, my second home
Bitch, I'm doper than coke getting whipped in a bowl
I'm Shaquille to my foes, they catching 'bows
[Bridge]
Spaceships collide with the vibes I'm attracting
Spaceships collide with my vibes (Collide with my vibes)
Fly through the skies, where they can never catch me
I've fallen in love with my highs (I've fallen in love with my highs)
[Chorus]
Lookin' in the mirror, all I see is airplanes
Lookin' out the window from the back of the Range
While yo' bitch give me brain, her becky's insane
She ride like a rebel, she cowgirl brazy
High on my mind, looking back on my days
Life isn't a straight line, this shit is a maze
Um, life puts the "Maze" in "Amazin'"
I'm not from Earth, alien, my invasion
[Verse 2]
I'm on a roll in the back of my show
Got a bitch finna suck on my crew, then she gone
Don't give a fuck 'bout the shit that they talk
'Cause I don't talk at all, it's just pistols I tote
If he want problems then we pop up on him
My woadie with me, he gon' pop at your skull
She give me brain until I think she dull
Bitch, I'm as sharp as a pen, I ain't dull
Don't need a pen this is off of the top, that's just how this shit goes, how this shit goes
I got your thot on my block, she been giving me top from the get-go
I thought you should know
Pull up on him, on his avenue, I'm finna blast, I'ma shoot up his avenue
Then I may laugh, laugh at his avenue, get to the cash, pull off the avenue
Like it's a Jag', but it's a Lamb'
Don't give a Hoover, I build her like, "Damn"
Your bitch is a thot, from the back she get crammed
I lie to her when I say I'm her man, I hope she understand
Bitch I'm outlandish, I'm high off the Perc's, and I'll never be landing
Bitch on my dick, light my dick up like Jack
So she jack on my dick, like a Jack-o', no lantern
I'm out of space, bitch, I feel like it's Saturn
They got it backwards, like dyslectic patterns
[Verse 3]
Uh, pull up and AP freeze him (AP freeze him)
Fuck a bitch one time, leave her
Her nigga cock block, Derek Jeter
I do not fuck with these people
I do not fuck with these people
Bitch, I get hot like a fever, mmh
I'm in the cut with my heater, mmh
Fuckin' your bitch, then I leave her, oh
Round 'em up, feel like a cowboy or sum', uh-huh
Give me yo brain, is you dumb? Uh-huh
I got the bankrolls, I thumb through, uh, uh
I do not walk, bitch, I run you, uh-huh
I see cartoons when I'm off shrooms, uh-huh
My brother get out like next June, uh-huh
He's been locked up since like last June, uh-huh (Like last June, uh-huh)
That's some shit (That's some shit)
I see your girl and I say to myself that, “That is a bitch in a million years I wouldn't hit” (That is a bitch in a million years I wouldn't hit)
Ugly as shit, musty as shit, muddy as shit
Bitches wanna be buddy and shit
Wanna give me the lovey-and-dovey and shit
Hit it then quit, fuck one time
Pass it to bro, an assist
Never really gave a fuck, never really gave a shit
Young cowboy, yee-haw, ignorant
Ball on these hoes, Kevin, hell nah, no Durant (Ooh)
Bitch, I feel like a shrink
Got my cup in my hand (Haha, let's do it)
[Verse 4]
Wake up everyday, I'm blazing
I've been Californ'—icating
Pourin' fours on fours up
Sippin' muddy cups, I'm power tripping (Power tripping)
The Smith & Wesson, or the Draco' in here (the Draco' in here)
Kickin' racks, bickin' back down (Bickin' back down)
Kickin' back, gettin' racks, wow (Gettin' racks, wow)
Look at the way the kid gon' cash out (Kid gon' cash out)
Look at the game, this shit a cash cow (This shit a cash cow)
Lookin' for the time (Lookin' for the time)
Bickin' back, countin'— (Bickin' back, countin'—)
Lookin' in the mirror, getting high—
[Chorus]
Lookin' in the mirror, all I see is airplanes
Lookin' out the window from the back of the Range
While yo' bitch give me brain, her becky's insane
She ride like a rebel, she cowgirl brazy
High on my mind, looking back on my days
Life isn't a straight line, this shit is a maze
Um, life puts the "Maze" in "Amazin'"
I'm not from earth, alien, my invasion
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