LYRICS:
cruisin up thru space, i'm off the paper, with the paper
im the gangster with the laser, HAIL SATAN
do it in conjunction with the team that  got the functions, bustin never rusty 
got her shakin, twerkin like its jello
bustin out the buster, gotta powder up the kitty for the custie
i dont touch the mustard just the money
chillin in the bandie with the baddest set of bitches
fuckin hot as chili peppers with the candy coated riches
i ain't fuck with oppers, not for nothin
fuck up on him pull up by the dozen, i pull up with my cousin
i got a nothing generator, you call it an oven
i pull it then it does and then it doesn't
used to run raves now i sit and paint caves
try to never leave the house unless i'm getting paid
now i slang art, got the whole space gang
air this bitch out like a damn souffle

SPACE PAPER

i dont feel nothin, why bother
shit never made me a dollar

GANGO (prod. by HOODIEMANE)

HOSPITAL//LOCHNESS

yvga rapping, u dumb piece of shit 

haha just kidding

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