Nasa lyrics

[Intro: Young Thug & Akon]
Drinking on this good Actavis
OG Boo Dirty
Akon
Slime sh*t only, slatt, lets get it

[Chorus: Young Thug]
I'm on it
I'm higher than you
n*gga, I'm on it
I swear I'm flyer than you
NASA NASA
NASA NASA
NASA b*tch
I put bezels in my wrist
I put bezel on my b*tch
I iced out all my clique
Hey, hey
I put bales inside the spot
I made all the blocks hot
Next thing you know I was top notch
Paid the cost cost cost
Back up lil b*tch
I'm beside the hood set
Racks on me no duffle lil b*tch
I'm eatin', no supper lil b*tch
Ask yo main man, I'm the man
Haiti baby, thunder land
[Verse 1: Young Thug]
Diamonds inside of necklace
Still ridin' round with that stick like a battery
All white suits when your throw up blood, we just call that peppermint
I just took a L and I won't tell
Switch the game ova, I'm leadin' it
Last time I went into a jail, all my cases was erased it
Woke up, spent eleven hundreds on my shoes
Cause I'm not basic, Black diamonds on me but I ain't no racist
All white, blue so red without a chase
19 mo hundred, just for my shoe not have laces

[Chorus: Young Thug]
I'm on it, n*gga I'm higher than you
I'm on it, I swear I'm flier than you
NASA NASA
NASA NASA
NASA NASA
I put bezels in my wrist
I put bezel on my b*tch
I iced out my clique
Hey, hey
I put bezels at the spot
I made all the blocks hot
Next thing you know I was top notch
[Verse 2: OG Boo Dirty]
NASA NASA, lemme show you how we roll
Been Trappin' out the band, but I'm not a Migo
My plug a migo, wrap em tight as burrito
Get the rock dis' the rock
Now I'm ballin' like Chris Paul
Long way to get a hunid k and these Robin jeans
I'm stuntin' today
It was perfect timing when I started grinding now my n*gga shinin', we blessed today
Four o's in that ocean spray
I'm chilling out, I'm gettin' high today
If the n*gga play, f*ck with me today
See gun smoke from the AK
I so love hundred bills, all I ever saw a gym (yea)
Get rich or die tryn (ya hear me)
Real, boy I'm trappin' fo' real
No show without a deal
Servin' propane like Hank call me King of the Hill

[Chorus: Young Thug]
I'm on it, n*gga I'm higher than you
I'm on it, I swear I'm flier than you
NASA NASA
NASA NASA
NASA NASA
I put bezel in my wrist
I put bezels on my b*tch
I iced out my clique
Hey, hey
I put bezels at the spot
I made all the blocks hot
Next thing you know I was top notch
[Verse 3: Akon]
Aye, hold up, all my real n*ggas hold up
Stop in traffic like hold up
Put a wrist in sumthin', make you wanna throw up
See a lil' bad b*tch, I want all that
I don't wanna have these doughnuts
Leave 'em once, f*ck 'em twice and then pass 'em on to my dadats
See I'm the type of n*gga that will come to the hood
And I'm makin' the money
I definitely live for the paper, n*gga, betta come, I eat with the homies
You know me, my n*gga, you know me far as you can throw me
Cause if you dun' know me, my n*gga believe me, that'd be because it's phony
I'm on cloud 9, lets turn it up a notch
Got some bad b*tches with me with my hand all up in her crotch
The crazy part about it, I don't even know her name
The broke b*tches reach me, yo, n*gga, we ain't the same

[Chorus: Young Thug]
I'm on it, n*gga I'm higher than you
I'm on it, I swear I'm flier than you
NASA NASA
NASA NASA
NASA NASA
I put bezel in my wrist
I put bezel on my b*tch
I iced out my clique
Hey, hey
I put bezels at the spot
I made all the blocks hot
Next thing you know I was top notch