Nebula ft. El Yatch Lyrics

Sean sent the beat, I know it's cray

Hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey

Yeah

You ain't in my galaxy, why you tryna hate

Pull up to my palace, see how you past the gate

I'm a shooting star, I aint tryna get away

We gon' get a milli willy-nilly no debate

We just call it fate

I'm just getting bread like I'm suppose to

I just get ahead like I'm suppose to

They say we was scared, yo who told you

Nebula over ya head, I thought I told you

If you thinking bout' doubting the gang

That's the wrong move

Rocket blasting off straight to the top

That's all it's gon' do

Ultra instinct,

Never thinking bout' it, like I'm Goku

I stay up in the meta,

But I got my own moves

Life a movie, trying every scene like I'm Roku

I'm steady bringing heat, but my shawty cold too

Not a simp, but for her there's nothing that I won't do

You know they sky is the limit, but we broke through

On a cloud in space, that's a nebula

Rocket never coming down, it stay up on the regular

Gang getting numbers, but not talking bout a cellular

And baby say she feel me in her soul not the cellular

I got the gift that keeps on giving, and I'm blessing her

I stay one hunnit, I'ma hold her down like a wrestler

I'm steady blazing, she can feel it from the passenger

And in my own lane in autopilot, like a Tesla

You ain't in my galaxy, why you tryna hate

Pull up to my palace, see how you past the gate

I'm a shooting star, I aint tryna get away

We gon' get a milli willy-nilly no debate

We just call it fate

I'm just getting bread like I'm suppose to

I just get ahead like I'm suppose to

They say we was scared, yo who told you

Nebula over ya head, I thought I told you

Still tipping when they still trippin

Why they feel different when I will different

Real different when they're real ignorant

But they still listen when the skills different

Got they own and they not alone

But they still alone when the seal spilling

Wonder if they know the real feeling (Pow)

I told y'all

El Yatch more the Global (that's facts)

I was raised up with the prayed up down in Mobile

If you in another galaxy, you gone need another antenna

Cause I might be with a white woman, using black magic bumping Santana

We be receiving the most high like teepees

While y'all be whining like BeBe and CeCe

Seriously shinning cause I'm made like diamonds

Sean sent the beat, so it is perfect timing

Pharrell, I really be grinding (uh)

All of my business I'm minding (uh)

Hating on me is astounding (uh)

Cause I'm on my Nebula lounging (uh)

Is it a bird, is it a plane, is it a cloud

Nope (nope)

Soon as the word goes through your vein

You'll see it's God's dope (ahh)

You ain't in my galaxy, why you tryna hate

Pull up to my palace, see how you past the gate

I'm a shooting star, I aint tryna get away

We gon' get a milli willy-nilly no debate

We just call it fate

I'm just getting bread like I'm suppose to

I just get ahead like I'm suppose to

They say we was scared, yo who told you

Nebula over ya head, I thought I told you

Nebula, over your head, I thought I told you

Nebula, over your head, I thought I told you