[Hook:]Got her Gucci boots on like it's North, straight upBig booty freak and she foreign, straight upAll my hoes treat me very important, straight upApple Red on the bottom of your shoes, straight upI got racks on me, straight upWith a gat on me, straight upI'm a spaz on you, straight upThrow some cash on ya, straight upSmiling with the leafier like you come from another planet, straight upEvery car I drive you know it gotta be Panoramic.[Verse 1:]A girl I pay, it ain't gon' double landOn top my skrank, cause I run to the BenzI'm automatic, don't fool around those andGot those red bottles, full of additives and pensI'm a hard top, I'm a popular demandWith a penthouse, but care where I'm gonna standAnd I'm coming up with this badass DominicanGotta cost over eighty racks for me to go sit inI'm an astronaut, yes, yes, this I amI'm a take these coif and cash out on the landMost of red bottles, Jimmy Choo, are you in?Fuck the trip call, nigga it ain't no compare[Hook][Verse 2:]I'm a go to Mars (then what?)Then take the baddest broadThis ain't no façadeG, a natural born starEmilio (what up?)Vanity, no poochShow more flowWe gonna sleep in GucciThis ain't trip enoughThis how you kick it with a bawseWe blasting off (what?)Like a rocket with two topOn another level, we put diamonds in our clubsKeep your head enoughLike a rock star so don't you causeFrom another planetYeah, yeah, yes I amI got your baby ma'am and she in love with who I amRun panoramic, with the turbo boostAnd she hoppin' on it like she down with Serous[Hook]
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[Hook:]
Got her Gucci boots on like it's North, straight up
Big booty freak and she foreign, straight up
All my hoes treat me very important, straight up
Apple Red on the bottom of your shoes, straight up
I got racks on me, straight up
With a gat on me, straight up
I'm a spaz on you, straight up
Throw some cash on ya, straight up
Smiling with the leafier like you come from another planet, straight up
Every car I drive you know it gotta be Panoramic.
[Verse 1:]
A girl I pay, it ain't gon' double land
On top my skrank, cause I run to the Benz
I'm automatic, don't fool around those and
Got those red bottles, full of additives and pens
I'm a hard top, I'm a popular demand
With a penthouse, but care where I'm gonna stand
And I'm coming up with this badass Dominican
Gotta cost over eighty racks for me to go sit in
I'm an astronaut, yes, yes, this I am
I'm a take these coif and cash out on the land
Most of red bottles, Jimmy Choo, are you in?
Fuck the trip call, nigga it ain't no compare
[Hook]
[Verse 2:]
I'm a go to Mars (then what?)
Then take the baddest broad
This ain't no façade
G, a natural born star
Emilio (what up?)
Vanity, no pooch
Show more flow
We gonna sleep in Gucci
This ain't trip enough
This how you kick it with a bawse
We blasting off (what?)
Like a rocket with two top
On another level, we put diamonds in our clubs
Keep your head enough
Like a rock star so don't you cause
From another planet
Yeah, yeah, yes I am
I got your baby ma'am and she in love with who I am
Run panoramic, with the turbo boost
And she hoppin' on it like she down with Serous
[Hook]
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