Planets

[Verse 1: Connis]
Pick me up, pull me down, rip my limbs apart, baby show me around
9 to 5, work me up, a coach with no playbook; I let my guard down
Link me up I’m paying for the round told them sync me up I’ll lay the track down
All this chit-chat no headroom, I don’t hit the club make hits in my bedroom
45 bills to my name spent 10 on a gee, 30 beans on you, kept 5 on me
Too hot in the Bridge all eyes on me influence all the younging’s getting high off me
It’s the airwaves, levitate up the 812 staircase my vocals might need a bigger bitrate
Me and Rilla cooking vibes in the bear cave tryna spread love for the kids sake

[Chorus: Connis & Notebook P]
Look at that planet I wanna take you there
And nobody else can tag along
We didn’t plan it, it’s up in the air
I just gotta know if you can hold on
Hold on, hold on, hold on (We didn’t plan it)
Hold on, hold on, hold on

[Verse 2: Connis]
I got everything I need I don’t need a single thing that’s the only thing I need
I could barely give a fuck I just leave it in the breeze
Ain’t no telling where we going if you leave it up to me
Stop eating McD’s start eating off the beats
This songwriting money first thing I really need
I’m just saying I was saying I was gonna be the person that I am becoming
Back when I was 15 -- 16’s like I got a job pouring my heart out
When I write a verse I don't know what to talk bout
Pop a couple tabs you the one with your phone out
I’m tryna see the foliage I’m taking the long route
Mama told me I’ma make it, I’ma take it, I’ma give it, I’ma lose it
I’ma love it, I’ma hate it, I’ma beat it, Ima break it
I'm depressed and I'm elated at the same damn
I’m as human as they make them oh my!
They told me let my mans cook you ain't a g you look shook
Ain't tryna see your look book I style my own self I write my own hooks
Should write my own book how you gonna live a life with no with risk
Can't bite my own lip, bumping my shit inside of my whip
Gas probably on E, fronto on my lip

[Chorus: Connis & Notebook P]
Look at that planet I wanna take you there
And nobody else can tag along
We didn’t plan it, it’s up in the air
I just gotta know if you can hold on
Hold on, hold on, hold on (We didn’t plan it)
Hold on, hold on, hold on