"Space Time" lyrics

Yeah, travel through space time
I travel through space time
Know I'm busy, I'll make time
Heard I'm on top through the grapevine
I've been runnin' the block like a Canine
Got the Glock in your mom, havin' FaceTime
Gotta praise Allah out in Dubai
You a bitch, wish your mom got her tubes tied
Giuseppe steppin' in the moonlight
Sippin' on lean, no Moonshine
Tried to kill the opps, but they won't die
Don't play with my shooter, he too fried, went and spinned his block like two times
Don't see nobody, I'm hungry, I went to McDonald's and ordered like two fries
Came a long way from black mold, and using the stoves to make chicken pot pies
Wanna play with my name, then we drop dimes, we done took the opps' street sign

Niggas be mad we top five, niggas be mad we top five (Mad)
Niggas be mad we top five, niggas be mad (Top five)
Niggas be mad we top five, niggas be mad (Yeah)
Niggas be mad we top five, niggas be mad (We top five)
Niggas be mad

Go get some racks (Get some cash), go get some cash (Get some cash)
Run up your bag, why you lookin' sad? (Run it up, run it up)
On your ass (Run it up, run it up), boy, get off yo' ass (Run it up, yeah)
Bitch, we 'bout to spazz, roll like thirty mags (Yeah, bah)
Woo, uh, hey
Hey, hey, yeah, hey (Huh)
Huh, bitch, I feel like Bloody Bermit, I don't wanna talk
Know we swaggin' and surfin', I don't wanna walk (Yeah)
W-W-Went and bought my bitch a Birkin, I don't know the cost
I'm a Rick Margiela serpent, I can't do Lacoste
They don't like it when the tables turnin', they get sick and lost
All this water on my body perfect, I'm just full of Voss