S P A C E - Intellectual

[Intro: ?]

(Lucifer)

I'm up in yo space

Number two, get erased

You not what you claim

In this for fame

And I hate to tell ya, you ain't gettin' a damn thing

Imma throw them bullets like I'm in a batting cage

Why he lookin' at me? (why he lookin' at)

Huh, he's gonna fumble (he gonna)

Got front row seats (got front row)

Ah, it's a royal rumble (haha)

Starin' at me, want trouble (what)

Only hit one time, no, not double (what)

Just chasin' the bag, that duffel (what)

I be trippin' off the truffle (what, what)

I feel like I popped ecstasy (on God)

Got it in the booth with me (on God)

Make hit after hit (yeah)

Off the white, no Bеtty (what)

Got so many drugs in my body (yeah)

I'm off oxy, I'm off molly (yeah, yeah)

I'm just trynna find that party (yеah)

All the girls, they trynna top me (yeah, yeah)

I'm gone air it out

Air it out, they don't want no smoke now

I'm gone air it out (yeah)

I'm higher than the smoke and the damn clouds (boom boom boom)

I'm up in yo space (bow)

Number two, get erased (yeah)

You not what you claim (oh no)

In this for fame (no cap)

And I hate to tell ya, you ain't gettin' a damn thing (no no)

Imma throw them bullets like I'm in a batting cage (where they at)