"Outerspace" lyrics
Zaytoven
I stack money like it grow off a tree
My nose up, like the police, told my Cutlass to "freeze"
I'm in a Chevy, it's a hundred degrees
But, with these chrome Giovanna's, it's a hundred and three
Money stashed in a box, keep a hundred, at least
Four old-school 'verts, cost a hundred a peice
A hundred bricks in the six, it ain't easy to breath
The way these snitches telling on me, it's so hard to believe
I'm shitting on the industry, a toilet with me
I should've rode the short bus, because I'm retarded on beats
I stank the booth up, like a nigga farted, you see?
I'm in a quarter million car, but in the passenger seat
I keep a top notch red bone, to push the V'
In this chinchilla mink, where she resting her feet
In this suede interior, you lounge your seat
I got the whole Bouldercrest and East Atlanta with me
Yeeeaaah
I think my plug from outer space, man
I think my plug is an alien
I beat the dope like a cave man
I got more whips than a slave, man
I rock four chains like a slave, man
I think my plug from outer space, man
I think my plug is an alien
Because his number is so crazy, man
I'm too hot, with two twins and no top, with two Glocks
Outside of my trap spot, like a Benz lot
Inside of this Benz coupe, look like soup
Tell my hater, "All red, Offsets" 'nough said
Top back, seat back, I'm back, Zay track
'71, El, dog, and still got the A-Track
'08 'Vette and it's squatting like a red face
Red rag on me, so, everyday the hell day
Sixteen-five, every time I hear my ringtone
Money on my mind and my phone is a pay phone
One stop, sell more birds than a pet shop
Glock on my hip, so, I guess I'm dying with hip-hop
Got stones around my neck, like a web off of bedrock
Push that gunja off, like a rude boy, with dread locs
Jumped in the shower, but my dunk getting his rims washed
Open the brain and I got my whole hood high
Went to the mall and I got my whole hood fly
Went to the mall and I got my whole hood fly
So Icey Enertainment, nigga, Zaytoven on the track
So Icey Boys
I think my plug from outer space, man
I think my plug is an alien
I beat the dope like a cave man
I got more whips than a slave, man
I rock four chains like a slave, man
I think my plug from outer space, man
I think my plug is an alien
Because his number is so crazy, man
I stack money like it grow off a tree
My nose up, like the police, told my Cutlass to "freeze"
I'm in a Chevy, it's a hundred degrees
But, with these chrome Giovanna's, it's a hundred and three
Money stashed in a box, keep a hundred, at least
Four old-school 'verts, cost a hundred a peice
A hundred bricks in the six, it ain't easy to breath
The way these snitches telling on me, it's so hard to believe
I'm shitting on the industry, a toilet with me
I should've rode the short bus, because I'm retarded on beats
I stank the booth up, like a nigga farted, you see?
I'm in a quarter million car, but in the passenger seat
I keep a top notch red bone, to push the V'
In this chinchilla mink, where she resting her feet
In this suede interior, you lounge your seat
I got the whole Bouldercrest and East Atlanta with me
Yeeeaaah
I think my plug from outer space, man
I think my plug is an alien
I beat the dope like a cave man
I got more whips than a slave, man
I rock four chains like a slave, man
I think my plug from outer space, man
I think my plug is an alien
Because his number is so crazy, man
I'm too hot, with two twins and no top, with two Glocks
Outside of my trap spot, like a Benz lot
Inside of this Benz coupe, look like soup
Tell my hater, "All red, Offsets" 'nough said
Top back, seat back, I'm back, Zay track
'71, El, dog, and still got the A-Track
'08 'Vette and it's squatting like a red face
Red rag on me, so, everyday the hell day
Sixteen-five, every time I hear my ringtone
Money on my mind and my phone is a pay phone
One stop, sell more birds than a pet shop
Glock on my hip, so, I guess I'm dying with hip-hop
Got stones around my neck, like a web off of bedrock
Push that gunja off, like a rude boy, with dread locs
Jumped in the shower, but my dunk getting his rims washed
Open the brain and I got my whole hood high
Went to the mall and I got my whole hood fly
Went to the mall and I got my whole hood fly
So Icey Enertainment, nigga, Zaytoven on the track
So Icey Boys
I think my plug from outer space, man
I think my plug is an alien
I beat the dope like a cave man
I got more whips than a slave, man
I rock four chains like a slave, man
I think my plug from outer space, man
I think my plug is an alien
Because his number is so crazy, man
