UFO ft. Prince Alex Lyrics

Make no mistake

This not a tesla this not wraith

This baddie don't go on no dates

Ain't getting fly if the check ain't great

The fuel I spend for a day

Cost more than what I get paid

I guess I could cruise in the lane

Or I could speed off to the safe

Going mach 5 on the space way

Blew the checkpoint, they ain't chasin

Uh yeah

Their ships can't out pace it

Doing donuts round the Space Wings

Who's that?

Oh that's a first class Rig

I heard about this, and it souped up right

already into the mix

I could show em some tricks

And really get diced

Well

Guess I'm bad for bidness

Barrels roll on the UFO

But they still could never hit it

Like a bad jawn, with the shields up

I get up in them defenses

really get reckless

number one on they hit list

So when we gon check it

Baby

My ship don't need explaining

Drag it out like long conversation

That's why its called the DR4G

Its special in its making

Candy painted, gold plated, and you still can't trace it.

If you think you've seen it sorry

You prolly mistaken cause I'm

Going mach 5 on the space way

Blew the checkpoint, they ain't chasin

No mask on, No Jason

leave you in the cold don't get it adjacent

I'm not on vacation, this is all business

Got no time for waiting

I'm in out with the quickest

Right now!

That's the mission. Me and Amdragg, that's winning addition. Multiply our cash, subtracting from my wish list. I earn my dividends, cross out jits that give me friction. I'm the remainder here. Ay that's that long division.

Do the math, I'mma cut it into pieces. Hyperdrive, we way flyer than a G6. None of your stories adding up, you outta sequence. My ship is up in space, you be down there getting seasick.

Amdragg where we headin? First class universe, let me pen it. Rocking across all time and space, got me feeling like David Tennant. Suit and tie with fresh new chucks, got a star on my ankle spacewalk steppin. This my enterprise, I'm top of the line, don't ever forget it.

I wish you would. I bet you won't. Turn my stun gun to the side, aim for the throat. I'm way too sly, this ain't no joke. Strapped up look like Peter Quill, and let it go.

Let it go, let it go, sounding like Elsa, just that cold but I'm never froze, chryo freeze, even in space yeah I still breathe.

Still breathe, we don't just kill it, we do it with ease. And we hitting places that Hubble don't see, places that Sza wish she could be. Amdragg beam us up, let's go, got that red dot on my grin when I'm in the telescope.