Spacin’

Only slinging guns in CSGO, I know that boy can’t face it
Always popping tabs, but I know that boy’s chrome is still so basic
I ain’t tryna see that ho, so I might go get Lasik
This blunt sent me straight to mars, think the gas got me spacin’

Ripped the asphalt off my jeans, copped them straight from Racer
She said choke and stop my heart, like I’m a pacemaker
I’ve been rolling in the dough, the baccy', and the paper
Wedding cake, gorilla glue, chasing different flavors

She want Hennessy, Ecstasy, anything
Down on her knees, she don’t pray, she just sin
Google me, baby I’m Sergey Brin
Counter Strike Premiere like Xi Jinping

Only slinging guns in CSGO, I know that boy can’t face it
Always popping tabs, but I know that boy’s chrome is still so basic
I ain’t tryna see that ho, so I might go get Lasik
This blunt sent me straight to mars, think the gas got me spacin’