Space ‎OsamaSon

[Chorus]
In that coupe bitch
This-This shit just like spaceships
Yeah, i swear i'm in some new shit
Hit-Hit my phone like “who this?”
These-These rack's they brand new
O' fifty's and hunnid's but sum' new and that's cool
Yeah-Yeah, catch me in that coup—
Gho-Ghost Glock on my lap
(I love Dj Grena—)
Twin had got a fifty, so you know i'll double back
I'm gon' pull up to that city
With that strap, where you at?
Thi-Thi-This a brand new fucking Grade
And i'm chasing other bags

[Verse]
Boy-Boy you broke, i sit back laugh
Bitch, in that CLS go fast
Boy i better not catch yo' ass down bad
Cause i don't spare you bitches stat
Heard-Heard you talking on the net
Ok bool, call my slatt
Bitch-Bitch you better have your lil' vest
Cau-Cause i'm lеtting off the whole mag
I can’t beliеve you, where you at?
Cause i know that you not that
Yes-Yes i'm him, yeah i'm that
Bi-Bi-Bitch you cat, in a hat
I-I got thing one and thing two
Yes that Glock and that Mac
Say that you got those sticks too? Guess we going to war my lad