[Intro: Money Man]
(Y— Y— Yung Lan on the track)
(James Maddocks)
First class trip, I just went to the moon
All a nigga eat is vegan food

[Verse 1: Money Man]
I was on the couch watching Star Trek weighing up bags
I was too into it, so my girl got mad
Got loud residue on my daughter iPad
Got a brand new stick with a hundred round mag
Mixing these strains, I be growing these hybrids
Driving this spaceship, feeling like a pilot
Leave a nigga in the dirt, have him pushing up violets
Got a bitch back stage tryna show me her privates
Selling gas all day, shit, I done got tired
Nigga talk too much, shit, I done got annoyed
Every iPhone tapped, so I got a Android
On some next level shit, I'ma buy a cyborg
In a F-150, catching plays out a Ford
At the crib setting goals, writing plans on the board
I ain't from England, but a King like George
When I light a blunt, it make too much noise
Futuristic whip, it don't need no fuel
Swimming in a bitch, I don't need no pool
Already smart, I don't need no school
I'ma shine anyway, I don't need no jewels
Taking off, outer space like a astronaut do
Got a hydroponics set just to grow in my room
Bet a bitch catch a contact she come in my room
DMT in me, I just ate two shrooms
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