The Aliens
CashOutJony
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Riding with the aliens Looking for a victim They didn’t expect it Didn’t think we would get em Humans always hating I think it’s a sickness Need to get ya life right Need to mind ya business He said he gon do something to me I can smell cap Counter UAV we gon take him off the map I got bad habits baby I done ran through racks I can feel they energy I can tell they mad Shawty want some Louis V I took her to Saks Imma get some Gucci jeans with the shirt to match My brodie still serving fiends that shit bring the cash Other brother sipping lean he ain’t scared to pass Yeezy keep me comfortable my jacket came from Nautica I might need a lung or two from all this marijuana, uh She might need some new lungs too she blow me like harmonicas I’m gon be so rich that they think I celebrate Hanukkah She want me to f*ck her got her legs spread like the Jumpman Fly her where it’s warmer if she say she want a suntan CashOutJony groovy baby I can make the sun dance Hey Earth it’s a stickup Out the door your luck ran Riding with the aliens Looking for a victim They didn’t expect it Didn’t think we would get em Humans always hating I think it’s a sickness Need to get ya life right Need to mind ya business He said he gon do something to me I can smell cap Counter UAV we gon take him off the map I got bad habits baby I done ran through racks I can feel they energy I can tell they mad He said he gon do something to me I can smell cap Counter UAV we gon take him off the map I got bad habits baby I done ran through racks I can feel they energy I can tell they mad I got hoes in LA One for everyday Boy I get so fucking clean I won’t need a maid In a crib so fucking big that it need a gate In a crib so fucking big that it need a gate Aye playboy bunnies and they came to play Chanel and Dior got expensive taste Hollywood hotties Kate and Grace I got hoes in LA One for everyday We in LA with the big G Wag I need double Gs like my name was the word swagg He cannot be me that boy got the worst swagger Heights that they can’t reach they need more than a ladder Girl you see these crystals on my neck they from Vivienne I’m so Water Gang that you think I’m Caribbean Boy this not a game send yo ass to Oblivion Just like the name show ya how to max a million I don’t care if they feeling me All these headaches they be killing me Nigga is you shitting me I’m not who I’m supposed to be She mad I been counting up I ain’t sad I been counting up I ain’t sad I been counting up I ain’t sad I been counting up I got hoes in LA One for everyday Boy I get so fucking clean I won’t need a maid In a crib so fucking big that it need a gate In a crib so fucking big that it need a gate Aye playboy bunnies and they came to play Chanel and Dior got expensive taste Hollywood hotties Kate and Grace I got hoes in LA One for everyday
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