OUTERSPACE (feat. Baby Keem) (Explicit)

Cardo：

This the 7-1-3 motherf**kin' Don T

Ayy this your boy Cardo man

Me and Keem just touched down in H-Town

Know what I'm talkin' 'bout

Ayy man come pick us up in one of them slayers you know what I'm sayin'

One of them s**ts with the elbows hangin' out

Ayy tap in

Baby Keem：

I say what's up man

It's Booman I'm back again

Let your friends know can you braid my hair like Iverson's

I'm just playin' woah I got movie ho top actress on the channel

Most of my h*es know how to play the piano

B***h I'm movin' stealth just ask yourself have you seen me

He got two h*es oh s**t he's Baby Keem

You went too long and you know it's time to see me

In and out the state yeah this s**t up for take yeah

You mistreat the ho make her feel out of place yeah

That's a big mistake I cannot relate huh

Me and my girl movin' at a pace hmm

If that s**t movin' too fast I hit the brakes

Don Toliver：

I say What's up ho It's boolin' I'm back again

Tell your friend ho I can see the money through the lens

I'm just sayin' though

No more baby really top ten used to hop out the Benz

Cover that cash 'til the thought I spin

Uh-huh

'82 Rolls

Yeah-yeah

'21 wings

Yeah-yeah

I'ma let you go in peace but I see it how it seem

Baby keep on callin' how it controllin' me

But I workin' in a line only way to try

I cannot decide middle of July

Don Toliver：

Oh oh-oh

Oh-yeah yeah-yeah

Ooh-ooh

Ooh

Don Toliver：

Ten toes down and I'm schemin' and s**t

Eviction notice lil' bih get off my penis and s**t yeah

I'm the type to talk about my demons and s**t

Tennis chains on feelin' like Serena and s**t

I got stripes I got rank

I want run down on a opp I caught a flame

Flame

'Member when I copped that chopper

N***a now I'm shootin' nah these ain't blanks

Gah-gah-gah

I been movin' in silence

Yeah

I'm known to keep it private

I condone the violence

Yeah

Pray with me

I'm still not dead I'm spinnin' for ya

Still not dead I'm spinnin' for ya

When I want you back but I can't employ ya

Want you back yeah

Gotta keep that strap like a militant soldier

Gotta keep that strap with a militant

And you smokin' that d**e right there I sold ya

I thought I told ya

Ooh-ooh

Baby Keem：

I gotta run through the fire I need a ho like Mariah

I wanna swerve with the tire I make the family retire

I gotta see the hope be the way

I gotta feed the folks where I lay

I gotta show the light to the weak

Dodgin' the fake woke in L A