Outer Space lyrics

by

Quelle Chris


[Intro]
Meet the future face to face (Check)
And makes you feel like you're there in outer space
Beneath the seas

[Verse]
It's the Adderall Admiral (Stop), writing holy mackerel (Stop)
Your b*tch say my di*k long like the strap on a satchel (Stop)
I took me a capsule (Capsule), with no hassle (Hassle)
Now it's like I dip feathers of ink in a castle (Stop)
A prodigy like bullets that hit your left clavicle (Woo)
Melt sweatsuits and paint the avenue (Stop)
You have no clue like toy stores without board games
But when I paint pictures, I'm dipping brushes in war paint
(Meet the future face to face)
I'm a motherf*ckin' motherf*cker (Yeah)
f*cking on your mother with two rubbers, I do f*ck her (I do)
No cover, just a booty on her pillow (Ah)
Your b*tch said my di*k tastes like (What it taste like?) tropical fruit Skittles (Stop)
I'm bumping Bill Withers (Withers), Swishers on Schwarzenegger (Uh-uh)
Matter fact, nah n*gga, they a boa constrictor (Yeah)
They'll choke a n*gga
(Beneath the sea)
These n*ggas ain't rappers (Rappers), they motherf*ckin' characters (Yeah)
Caught your baby mama horny, then I stuck a carrot in her (Yeah)
Then you made a salad with her, ate it for dinner (Ah)
I don't want that skinny b*tch, look like that ho from Thinner (Thinner)
Swore she played soccer, she was real good with headers (Headers)
Had me yelling, "Goal" (Goal), while I was sitting on the dresser
Give the b*tch a hat trick, smoking on the cat p*ss (Smoke)
I keep the b*tch wet, around you, she's a cactus (Stop)
(Meet the future face to face)
I got them p*nis Poems for your Vagina Monologues (I do)
Love a feminist b*tch, ooh, that get my di*k hard (Yeah)
So no apologies for all the misogyny
I just want some company to come and watch some porn with me
My oral orchestration causes manipulation (Yeah)
The way these hoes be chasin', thought I had the tongue of Satan (Stop)
But I just give 'em di*k, they get morals for compensation (Stop)
Why you n*ggas tricking? Giving's your obligation (Ah)
You safe havens, I'm Wes Craven with X cravings
f*ck a b*tch mouth until her f*ckin' face cave in
Hidden cams in her house, I caught her masturbatin'
Extorted her for the cash, now your ass payin' (n*gga)
You captain save 'em-ass n*gga (n*gga)
I don't give a b*tch sh*t but hard di*k and liquor (Yeah)
So so nice to meet you, I hope that you safe
(Meet the future face to face)
[Outro]
Stop
(And makes you feel like you're there in outer space)
(Beneath the sea)
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