Out in Space (feat. Quavo) (Explicit)

Out in Space(feat. Quavo) - Wiz Khalifa (維茲·卡利法)/Quavo

Lyrics by：Cameron Thomaz/Jeremy Kulousek/Jackson Patrick Card/Mike Dean/Quavious Keyate Marshall

Wiz Khalifa：

Stackin my paper up no I don't make enough

All of these n***as I smoke when I'm waking up

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

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

Yo' b***h she making up my crip I'm taking up

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

My car I'm racing it crash and replacing 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 moving silent my n***as 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

F**k n***as hate guess that comes with the game

Wiz Khalifa：

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 blowing 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

Smoking not drinking so I'm 'bout to pick her up

Had me one roll soon as her n***a left

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

Stackin my paper up no I don't make enough

All of these n***as I smoke when I'm waking up

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

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

Yo' b***h she making up my crip I'm taking up

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

My car I'm racing it crash and replacing 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 moving silent my n***as 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

F**k n***as hate guess that comes with the game

Quavo：

Quavo woah

Connect that with my cookie that's what Huncho rolling up

Walk around take out this nut kick out this double cup

Offset so crazy you might end up polled up

Poll 'em up

Looking for your b***h she asking for cuddle up

Circle is tight look like a huddle up

Tryna get right your n***a double up

Double up

I paid for the b***h to go get a new tummy tuck

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

Walk in the club with my motherf**king burner tux

Burner tux Grah

I am your leader your favorite achiever

I bought the biggest the private is cheaper

Quavo Huncho I'm trapping with Wiz Khalifa

Stackin my paper up no I don't make enough

All of these n***as I smoke when I'm waking up

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

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

Yo' b***h she making up my crip I'm taking up

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

My car I'm racing it crash and replacing 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 moving silent my n***as 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

F**k n***as hate guess that comes with the game