Skinnyfromthe9 - Space lyrics

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Skinnyfromthe9 - Space lyrics

[Verse 1] Sippin' that sh**, I go right to the space n***as be talking, don't care what they say Diamonds they shining just like the rain Ain't saving these hoes, I ain't wearing a cape So much money, man it's breaking the safe b**hes bad, yeah I'm loving their shape Throw it back, let me hit it again Who's that, baby bringing a friend Too wack, my b**h is a ten Ooh yeah, and I came in a Benz Diamonds shining, better get you some lens Diamonds wet, man they look like a pool Ice on me, and it feel real cool Your n***a a fool, don't know what to do They hating on me, and I just can't lose Shooters with me, and they look like a troop Bustin' a move, I came with the stoop Handlin' business, not wearing a suit Lookin' at me and I'm lookin' at you We not the same, you a regular dude Oh yeah, she wanna f** in the coupe Ain't playing boy, b**h you know I shoot Pull up on you like "gimme the loot" Diamonds on me and it feel like a noose She smoking the dope and inhaling the fumes (She smoking the dope and inhaling the fumes) [Chorus] Get 'em up outta of my way, I fell in love with LA I got a b**h in the Bay, she wanna f** everyday But I do not want her to stay, got her the Uber and paid Gotta get back to the cake, gotta get back to the cake, yeah, yeah I feel good when I wake up Getting money, I can never get enough Pockets falling with the green, so pick it up Took his b**h and now she wanna f** with us Pockets falling with the green, so pick it up Took his b**h, and now she wanna f** with us [Verse 2] I knew you was hating, getting this money, these n***as is basic I used to rap, I used to trap, it started in the basement Ain't showed me no love, now they want hoes saying you famous I'm changing my number, declining the calls like n***a I made it Pull up in Masis, now they wan' call me, tell 'em we lit Look at my diamonds, b**hes I'm drowning, look at me sink Pouring the Fanta into the lean, that's all that I drink That's my energy, all my friends are dead to me Cut my ex girl off, that b**h did me dirty I'ma have like thirty mil by when I turn thirty Only sippin' Sprite if you know it's dirty I cannot cover bands, they so one way [Chorus] Get 'em up outta of my way, I fell in love with LA I got a b**h in the Bay, she wanna f** everyday But I do not want her to stay, got her the Uber and paid Gotta get back to the cake, gotta get back to the cake, yeah, yeah I feel good when I wake up Getting money, I can never get enough Pockets falling with the green, so pick it up Took his b**h and now she wanna f** with us Pockets falling with the green, so pick it up Took his b**h, and now she wanna f** with us

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