​space invader ​not home.

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She like my backseat
All black s14
I can’t feel a thing
My cup filled with lean

That bitch on her knees
All black s14
I can't feel a thing
This cup make me mean, yeah

[verse]
Dresses in Tommy h
I’ve been feeling cold
I can’t feel my face
No one hit my phone
Till I bought a plane
Did this on my own
Mercedes all gray

I might call you later
I might roll a paper
I won’t see you later
I’m a space invader

Blondies off a perc
They know I’m a jerk
They still got my name up on their Valentino skirts
I put in that work
Not home never hurt
How y'all wear designer and still look like fucking dirt