Rocket blowin’ slow fillin’ up the space
Call out Star Wars, fallin’ down wreckin’ on the Asia
Take up some pills trippin’ away
Look at Madison how pretty she is
Make me gon’ fly
Eyes on the eyes
Gonna rush like a SpaceX
I got a mood fill my mind
Light up a cigar, chain-smoke
Flex on dolla’
Fill your mouth
I gonna leave
On a light speed
Take off your dress
I’m f#cked up with the liquor, baby
Send me a girl to my crib I’m so bored with the
Internet open up Instagram pull up her
To my bed, I can’t deny how your body take
Me to the heaven even highеr than you think
I got a feel
I gonna leave
I rather smokе on doja
I got a feel
I gonna leave
I rather lustin’ on you
Riding me right feel like Raislin
You on the bed no need fashion
Your eyes just beautiful
I gonna stuck on you
Made hell just feel like in paradise
I got a feel
I gonna leave
I rather smoke on doja
I got a feel
I gonna leave
I rather lustin’ on you
Ride me right, girl
All I need is you
Gonna take you to my heaven
Make me higher, higher
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