blast off Lyrics

Woah, fuck on my face

Woah I'm going to space

Your shit is dirty, your shit is laced

I'm the G.O.A.T you cannot replace

Woah, fuck on my face

I'm driving around in the city, I'm doing the race

Your bitch on my dick, she sit on my face

Bring your lil' mama, she stay all the night at my place

I'm with the gang and the homies, I'm chilling, I'm cool

I got your girl looking at me, she staring, she drools

I got hoes in the bando, they learning like school

Shorty pull up at my crib, I just fucked her in the pool

Swervin in town with lil shawty, ayy, Going around in the block

Quantum physics is a hobby, ayy I put my money up in stocks

Your bitch should be freaky and naughty, ayy While you just be selling some rocks

I'm fucking around with nobody, ayy We shooting some shots with the Glocks

Woah, fuck on my face

Woah I'm going to space

Your shit is dirty, your shit is laced

I'm the G.O.A.T you cannot replace

Woah, fuck on my face

I'm driving around in the city, I'm doing the race

Your bitch on my dick, she sit on my face

Bring your lil' mama, she stay all the night at my place

Woah, woah, woah hey, woah (come) woh (come)