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(Orbital
ADHD Im Orbital
Orbital 
No spaceship I’m orbital)

ADHD Im in orbit
No Cuervo Ill be off it
Louboutin bottoms red foreigns
Came a long way

It's me and SMG we look like Walter White and Jesse Pink
Half a million dollars underneath the kitchen sink
I never been the type to fake it just

I ain't got time for the bullshit and haters
Light Chicago on fire, no Eric Slater
Summer gonna be lit next year
No, I cannot wait till later
Got

mother fucking Heat come
And he say He a killa Okay show me Lemme see something
I'm the type To slide and Then send bae To get her feet done
And brodie got

Yea i'm on my type a ghost
Set the set the mic a roast
Yea i'm bringing isotopes
Ha, fire froze
Y'all know me a type a hyper ghost
I set the mic

a type of the light 
From a fruit of death, to a fruit of life
A type of Christ to the body of Christ 
From invisible all unto the physical 
Who is this

Nowadays I aint been the type to wait no time
Might press that line
Might take yo time
Feel stress sometime
No tears
But I can feel it my chest sometime
I'm

tell you what that night involved
Cause I don't think that type of headache's fixed with Tylenol
Yeah
Four AM, but I'm not tired at all
You told me

you're lacking you get smacked
I'll break your orbital bone
What's a plan to Galactus
I'm destroying your home base
A body, a court case
A Kamikaze blowing

average t'd or a buzz
Played around locking her up hot fuzz
What I received from her a different type a drug
Nigga please don't fuck it up
Addicted

And soon you feel
A new type of trace

Dizzying waves
Nausea permeates
You see a soul
Call out to you
As it leaves
Behind its body
These ghosts will
Remain

statin'
I can do that
I thought you knew that
I'll slap you in the face with that true old school rap
Pro-tools crack all over the map
World's orbital rings

state been swirly, steady
Spinning but never an ending
I've been the orbital type
I drop low
But in one minute,
You'll see me soaring to heights
When I am

for I know more of it
The orbital ordinance ready to touch down
Discreet above ground 
Even when streets deep with bloodhounds, 
Evil would weep sweet

I wasn't ready
For that type of fall
I was certain you
Would take the time
To save me from it all
Oh come on
It shouldn't be that hard
It shouldn't be

a rhyme than a flicker in the blink of eye when I'm peaking 
High as a low earth orbit explorer 
My orbital auras a audio beacon 
I broadcast a frequency

sinnin not slippin and singin
cnd bringin you all types of hurt
Like i'm skinnin and killin 
I'll grill em while grinnin
Then Flip em and spin em yeah

Rip

oozing skaking And her dunnies aching
Nigga y'all don't wanna see me on no rap shit
I be really going hard this is barely a fraction
Or Factor some type

that’s really sad
He think that he the shit, my flow just constipated
Ask Denzel I’m the great debater, cool kid tho A.C Slater
I’m the type the leave

up with a slater
What a traitor some friends are and yours are commentators
But fuck it I know that life has its damn elevators
Now I'm trapped up in

seems like you do better
Me & you falling down the
Sky that's two feathers
Different types of cheese in my
Pockets there's 2 Cheddar
& this Bitch mad Cuz

Dedé que faz a vibe
Então não vem dizer que não
Pulso pesado, diamante na Vlone

E na minha blusa , Paris
Vulgo de OG (OG)
Type Kelly Slater, tirando

please
Yeah, yeah yeah
This night time sky gorgeous
Geek romance and I kinda enjoy it
It feel like one of them timeless moments
Them one kind Zane type in

believing the hype
Like I didn't grow up on Chuck D
The enemy type
Offended me twice
By telling me that Jesus was white
But that goes against the science