Letra de Out in Space - Wiz Khalifa

(Feat. Quavo)

Stackin' my paper up, no, I don't make enough

All of these niggas, I smoke when I'm waking up

No, I ain't fake enough, money I'm rakin' up

Tell 'em I ain't takin up, got ya girl bakin' up

Yo bitch, she making up, my crib, I'm takin' up

Pillow, her face in there, whole lot of space in 'em

My car, I'm racin' it, crash and replacing it

Don't put the basics in, smokin' the face in it

Came from the bottom, I know where the basement is

Real G's moving silent, my niggas are dangerous

Smoke every day and I don't miss a plane

Stack everythin' at the club, make it rain

Got a new broad and she getting me paid

Fuck niggas hate, guess that comes with the game

Got a new car and a bust down

I was down bad, but I'm up now

When I buff, now loud, when I come 'round

And we just met, she in love now

I'm a straight player, I don't cuff now

I get to the bag, got this run round

I'm on KK, I've been one pound

When I call the play, it's a touchdown

I'ma beat it down, money

Eat a pile of it, blowin' strong and I even fly with it

Team that I'm with, they don't violate it

Got a man, but she couldn't hide it

Say she can't get enough, late night, I hit her up

Smokin', not drinkin', so I'm 'bout to pick her up

Had me one roll, soon as her nigga left

Life and I choke or don't let her get a breath

Stacking my paper up, no, I don't make enough

All of these niggas, I smoke when I'm wakin' up

No, I ain't fake enough, money I'm raking up

Tell 'em I ain't takin up, got ya girl bakin' up

Yo bitch, she making up, my crib, I'm takin' up

Pillow, her face in there, whole lot of space in 'em

My car, I'm racing it, crash and replacin' it

Don't put the basics in, smoking the face in it

Came from the bottom, I know where the basement is

Real G's movin' silent, my niggas are dangerous

Smoke every day and I don't miss a plane

Stack everything at the club, make it rain

Got a new broad and she gettin' me paid

Fuck niggas hate, guess that comes with the game (Quavo, woah)

Connect that with my cookie, that's what Huncho rollin' up

Walk around, take out this nut, kick out this double cup

Offset so crazy, you might end up polled up (Poll 'em up)

Lookin' for your bitch, she asking for cuddle up

Circle is tight, look like a huddle up

Tryna get right, young nigga, double up (Double up)

I paid for the bitch to go get a new tummy tuck

Can't come in first, we don't remember runner-ups

Walk in the club with my motherfuckin' burner tux (Burner tux, grrah!)

I am your leader, your favorite achiever

I bought the biggest, the private is cheaper

Quavo Huncho, I'm trappin' with Wiz Khalifa

Stackin' my paper up, no, I don't make enough

All of these niggas, I smoke when I'm wakin' up

No, I ain't fake enough, money I'm rakin' up

Tell 'em I ain't takin up, got ya girl baking up

Yo bitch, she makin' up, my crib, I'm taking up

Pillow, her face in there, whole lot of space in 'em

My car, I'm racin' it, crash and replacing it

Don't put the basics in, smokin' the face in it

Came from the bottom, I know where the basement is

Real G's movin' silent, my niggas are dangerous

Smoke every day and I don't miss a plane

Stack everythin' at the club, make it rain

Got a new broad and she getting me paid

Fuck niggas hate, guess that comes with the game

Do you want more? Do you want some more?

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