Lyrics:
Spin around ma
Drop, drop, like it's hot
Drop, drop, like it's hot
Spendin' money mang
Drop, drop, like it's hot
Drop, drop, like it's hot
Spin
Went flashin' on down to the swimmin' pool
To give them Critters a citation
By the time we arrived, it was too damn late
Them critters is all had their
on the mine
Flyin metal when it highly explode don't matter how you put it
When you are telling a nigga bout me
Let it be known I'm a motherfucking soldier!
We really miss you for what it's worth
Space cadet
You must be light years away from home
Space cadet
Please come back we'll make you feel alone
We
death is all I see
If I die memory of a balling gee is all I'll be
Never thought I'll be lying in a puddle of blood trying to breath
I don't want
be askin' why my card don't decline? (Why?)
All this bread, you'd think that I bank robbed
Never got jems and my end like I'm Thanos
A Somalian,
R I P CADET
I’m too drunk to drive
I pop me a X pill to get me alive
Surfing the wave
Don’t get crushed by the tide
I don’t drive Ice City but got
chased by the fat cat
The muthafucka tryin to run it in the hole
Ain't goin, a muthafucka betta hold that shit
We young niggaz don't hold that shit
If you
We be going all night
We don't care about tomorrow cuz we're living up our lives
In this moment, keep it rolling, got no troubles in our sights
Even
burst
Call the press first and ask them who got the best verse
Give me the respect I deserve
If you are what you eat, it's obvious I can't eat what I'm
the contrast
Take the boys to the cottage we throw a lot of kunai
Connor drops them on his toes he may not be a wise guy
Hey Kris you were missed
I'm a little
that muthafucka hanging
And she forever be singing
With that thing in the back
Make it backtrack, look up
It’s somewhat banging
When I pull up and bang
Mama always said I was a space cadet
That I would lose my head if it wasn't attached
Thank God I was touched with the vision of rap
'Cause I still
"Save me"
You did her dirty all your life, you tryna make peace
I heard that one of 'em little kids might be Dave Free
Don't make it Dave Free's
the 40
He gone get rowdy
And ya don't want that shit
Cause it's gon' be naughty, by nature
Fuck a player hater
I'mma come through
And you know I'm down
the 40
He gone get rowdy
And ya don't want that shit
Cause it's gon' be naughty, by nature
Fuck a player hater
I'mma come through
And you know I'm down
In the trap you know that
Boomer be scheming
Hop in the foreign but
It ain't a demon
In the beamer you know
Boomer be speeding
Look at my feet
dem kit jus to take every bit
Don't tink me doh know you are the boss fi your kit
But our share you won't be living wit
I tell dem how could dem cadet
now I'm wet, gross, ewww
Think it's all the cos that I ate, who are you?
A man just walked in the room what the fuck
He grabbed my by the arm and he
You drop it just to pick it up
You pick it up just to drop it
Drop it
Drop it
It's the arcade coin operated organism
It's controlled by a stick
year
It is never clear
Am I ever gonna change careers
Or drop another album and disappear
Who knows
By the way, I don't do shows
I stay home and scroll
to the spot when the bomb drops
Boy, does it drop and when it does, boy, there's a problem
Drop the bomb on 'em
Please don't drop the bomb on me
Shady,
on Water, 'cause the wings are some gas
Throw the Subi in sport mode and I'm dustin' yo ass
(And I'm dustin' yo ass)
Yeah it's gon' be alright
Little Bites
will be fully engulfed by this Energy
I don't have enemies
I just have people who envy me
You can't handle this pressure
You on ya last knee
Just
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