Space Cadet - Quality Control, Kollision

Fifteen thousand dressed in gear, yeah

Diamonds lit, no chandelier

Poppin' shit just like a pill

Shawty bad, she dressed to kill

Space cadet nigga, floatin' every time I walk in

Hundred thousand nigga, stuffed in these Balmains

Young nigga having pull just like a drawstring

All gas, no brake, bitch I’m in all lanes

Pull up in somethin' that’s foreign, these bitches weren’t ready

Pop me a Addy and take off like I’m in Andretti

I want them pesos, dineros, and I want that fetty

Pop out and I just surprise a bitch like confetti

A foreign bitch, she shippin' shit that is illegal

Sent her to school just to be my paralegal

Me and Quay tight like a fucking Kegel (that's my dawg, yeah)

Fifteen hundred just to walk on all these creatures

Fifteen thousand dressed in gear, yeah

Diamonds lit, no chandelier

Poppin' shit just like a pill

Shawty bad, she dressed to kill

Space cadet nigga, floatin' every time I walk in

Hundred thousand nigga, stuffed in these Balmains

Young nigga having pull just like a drawstring

All gas, no brake, bitch I’m in all lanes

Fuck up the scenery, killin' the industry, niggas they envy me

Bitches, they diggin' me, know I’m a specialty, I got the recipe

Cook it up in your face like I’m Betty C

I leave the States and they knowin' my melody

Killin' shit, don’t give a fuck about sympathy

These bitches dogs, I’m feeding them pedigree

I had the fresh, I was bound to get felonies

I had to rob, had to scam, this the better me

Money keep flowing like I’m in the Medellin

She made that dick disappear like Bermuda

All of my bad bitches they be some cougers

Fuckin' your mama, she teach me, she tutor

I had to work my move, had to maneuver

Diamonds by Eliantte, bitch it’s scuba, don’t let if fool you

Fifteen thousand dressed in gear, yeah

Diamonds lit, no chandelier

Poppin' shit just like a pill

Shawty bad, she dressed to kill

Space cadet nigga, floatin' every time I walk in

Hundred thousand nigga, stuffed in these Balmains

Young nigga having pull just like a drawstring

All gas, no brake, bitch I’m in all lanes

Fifteen thousand dressed in gear, yeah

Diamonds lit, no chandelier

Poppin' shit just like a pill

Shawty bad, she dressed to kill