Astronomical

Astro

Yea

Sun is down, freezin' cold

That's how we already know winter's here

My dawg would prolly do it for a Louis belt

That's just all he know, he don't know nothin' else

I tried to show 'em

Yeah, yeah

Yeah, yeah, yeah

Gone on you with the pick and roll

Young LaFlame, he in sicko mode

(Woo!)

Made this here with all the ice on in the booth

At the gate outside, when they pull up, they get me loose

Yeah, Jump Out boys, that's Nike boys, hoppin' out coupes

This shit way too big, when we pull up give me the loot

(Gimme the loot!)

Was off the Remy, had to Papoose

Had to hit my old town to duck the news

Two-four hour lockdown, we made no moves

Now it's 4AM and I'm back up poppin' with the crew

I just landed in, Chase B mixes pop like Jamba Juice

Different colored chains, think my jeweler really sellin' fruits

And they chokin', man, know the crackers wish it was a noose

Some-some-some-someone said

To win the retreat, we all in too deep

Pla-pla-playin' for keeps, don't play us for weak (someone said)

To win the retreat, we all in too deep

Pla-pla-playin' for keeps, don't play us for weak (yeah)

Way too formal, y'all know I don't follow suit

Stacey Dash, most of these girls ain't got a clue

All of these made off records I produced

I might take all my exes and put 'em all in a group

Hit my eses, I need the booch

'Bout to turn this function to Bonnaroo

Told her: Hop in, you comin' too

In the 305 treat me like I'm Uncle Luke

(Don't stop, pop that pussy!)

Had to slop the top off, it's just a roof (uh)

She said: Where we goin'?, I said: The Moon

We ain't even make it to the room

She thought it was the ocean, it's just the pool

Now I got her open, it's just the Goose

Who put this I'm the glue (someone said)

Shorty FaceTimed me out the blue

Someone said

Pla-pla-playin' for keeps

Someone said, motherf- what someone said

Don't play us for weak

Ok I've been awake for some days

I don't have time to rest to drown these thoughts

Try all kinds of things

If I take you to my past you would be traumatized

I have many boys outside

Trying to come alive

In 99 they took astro word

They had to move

I told my friends that I would bring them

I put the seal of faith

Before the festivals she plays at being a tour guide

I have the keys to my city

Now she knows the rides

I have new money, new problems and new enemies

When you get to the top there are many amenities

Entering the toyota center as if he were the leader

And this is not a matter of conscience if there are no injuries

I have it

Leaving the show with blood on the nose

Yea

This here is astronomical

I saw that you copied me and I feel responsible

They try to say that all my problems are unlikely

They continue invoking my spirit I am diabolical

You understand me?

I get those goosebumps every time, I need the Heimlich

Throw that to the side, yeah

I get those goosebumps every time

Yeah, when you're not around

When you throw that to the side, yeah

I get those goosebumps every time, yeah

7-1-3 to the 2-8-1, yeah I'm riding

Why they on me? I'm flyin'

Sippin' lowkey I'm sipping lowkey in Onyx

Rider, rider when I'm pullin' up right beside ya

Popstar, lil' Mariah

When I text a cute game, wildness

Throw a stack on the Bible

Never Snapchat or took molly

She fall through plenty, her and all her ginnies

Yeah, we at the top floor, right there off Doheny

Oh no, I can't fuck with y'all

Yea, when I'm with my squad I cannot do no wrong

Yeah, saucing in the city, don't get misinformed, yea

They gon' pull up on you

(Brru) (brru) (brru)

I got room, in my fumes (yeah)

She fill my mind up with ideas

Hope I make it outta here (let's go)

She saw my eyes, she know I'm gone (ah)

I see some things that you might fear

I'm doin' a show, I'll be back soon (soon)

That ain't what she wanna hear (nah)

Now I got her in my room (ah)

Legs wrapped around my beard (uh)

Got the fastest car, it zoom (zoom)

Hope we make it outta here

When I'm with you, I feel alive

You say you love me, don't you lie (yeah)

Won't cross my heart, don't wanna die

Hope I make it outta here (let's go)

She's in love with who I am

Back in high school, I used to bus it to the dance

Now I hit the FBO with duffles in my hand (woo!)

I did half a Xan, thirteen hours till I land

Had me out like a light, like a light

Like a light, like a light

Like a light (yeah), like a light

Like a light

Yeah, pass the dawgs a celly

Sendin' texts, ain't sendin' kites, yeah

He said: Keep that on lock

I said: You know this shit, it’s life, yeah

It's absolute (yeah), I'm back, reboot (it's lit!)

LaFerrari to Jamba Juice, yeah (skrrt, skrrt)

We back on the road, they jumpin' off, no parachute, yeah

Shorty in the back, she said she workin' on her glutes, yeah (oh my God)

Ain't by the book, yeah, this how it look, yeah

'Bout a check, yeah, just check the foots, yeah

Pass this to my daughter, I'ma show her what it took (yeah)

Baby mama cover Forbes, got these other

Let's go

[Travis Scott and Kid Cudi]

We see the hype outside (yeah)

Right from the house, uh

Took it straight from outside (yeah)

Straight to the couch (mmm)

We put the mic outside (yeah)

Air this shit out, uh (mmm)

You lettin' THE SCOTTS outside (yeah)

We runnin' the scouts (mmm)

Ain't no controllin' the gang (yeah, yeah, yeah)

They never leave (mmm)

I got tats over my veins (yeah)

'Cause that what I bleed (mmm)

She drink a lot of the bourbon (yeah)

Like she from the street (mmm)

We got control of the flows and, huh, uh, uh (yeah, mmm)

We heard that your way went dry (yeah)

We floodin' the drought, uh (mmm)

Heard that your hood outside (yeah)

We added some routes (mmm)

We havin' the goods outside (mmm)

Move it in and out (mmm)

You lettin' THE SCOTTS outside (mmm)

We runnin' the scouts

Nigga, the cops outside (yeah)

Lock up the house (yeah, yeah)

We keep the team on high (huh)

Some gold in they mouth (yeah, yeah)

Nigga, the Porsche outside (huh)

Without the top (yeah, yeah, nigga, yeah)

She want a mimosa-sa (yeah)

Bring in the shots (yeah, yeah, yeah)

Tell these phony bitches: Beat it

With that Photoshoppin' body, Adobe, help me

She in there makin' panini

She know I got all the bread, she know me, got it

On my hustle, havin' visions

It's been a minute since my niggas done owned it, howdy (huh, huh)

Cleveland boy, he make 'em pay

Yes, that Cleveland boy, he done made a way, hey

Headed for somewhere to go, anywhere cinema these, these

Niggas don't know where to go, gotta keep givin' em heat, heat (yeah)

Time to go double though, time they add up the math, mad

And I've been dealin' with so many things, havin' so many dreams