UFO Slidn, Pt. 2 Lyrics

What the fuck, Astro

This how you coming get to drumming like Nick Cannon

Then get the money, watch a grow and expand it

Sometimes I put this type of trust, I can't stand it

And if I could, if I lose, if I chance it

We gon' put the money up for the ransom

They only probably play this cause I'm handsome

He gotta be on some type of white throwing tantrums

This not a diss song, nor is it an anthem

We make mistakes, but did you learn from your actions

You know what, this ah probably make a great caption

Who is this and what's this and what's why

I'm so caught up in some shit I can't deny

Who gon' be there for me, I'm mines if I die

I'm still tryna get the hang of it on live

And I ain't fallin' for that shit, I ain't no guppy

This shit cool, but this shit could get ugly

I'm tryna see what it's about, what's up in Belgium

And if I find out promise me, you won't tell him

I own something, I start my name without a dollar

This ain't nothing, talk to the bitch like I'm her father

Brown skin lights strips like a tiger

She want a nigga who gon' really be a rider

This about the fifth time I done lost my lighter

They tryna sell this boy dreams of getting higher

I already smoked enough, I'm tryna get higher

And who said something, I'll probably make this beat jump

K say if it's smoked then it's red rum

And what it is and what it's not is where I came from