Outer Space lyrics

[Intro: DJ Top]
Yeah, yo, yeah
DJ Top, make your panties drop
40th Ave sh*t, young n*gga world for life
You know what I'm talkin' 'bout?

[Chorus: YNW Juvy]
Outer space coupe, with a bright light
Uh, baby girl what's up, you can't stay the night
Baby girl, we super fly, no girl, we butterfly
Yeah I'm whipping up that work in, I can't tell no lies
Yeah my wrist froze, plus a n*gga neck gold
She already know we taking on the whole floor
Posted in the cut with a stick, I got it bro
If he say shoot, best believe we let it blow

[Verse 1: YNW Juvy]
Got that white sh*t, baby snort it through your nose
I be in the trap, tryna whip it up bro
Better not play with us, 'cause if you play then we gon' blow
We be posted up, dranking on that henny raw
I be speedin' fast, speedin' and I'm speedin' bro
I be laid back, blowing on that gas raw
Got your main b*tch, she shake that ass to the floor
And I smack that ass then kick that b*tch right out the door
I'm in beast mode, got your b*tch in freak mode
Hit her from the back, pass the b*tch then you can't have that hoe
I don't really know no more, middle fingers to the tro
Ain't f*cking with these boys, 'cause these n*ggas really troll
[Chorus: YNW Juvy]
Outer space coupe, with a bright light
Uh, baby girl what's up, you can't stay the night
Baby girl, we super fly, no girl, we butterfly
Yeah I'm whipping up that work in, I can't tell no lies
Yeah my wrist froze, plus a n*gga neck gold
She already know we taking on the whole floor
Posted in the cut with a stick, I got it bro
If he say shoot, best believe we let it blow

[Verse 2: YNW Melly]
Seen 35 racks and that's no cap, seen 200 racks and that's no cap
Fina up this b*tch, you takin' a nap
These hoes wanna f*ck 'cause they seen my nap
Wildin' in the f*cking trap
My young n*gga wildin' and they strapped
Don't play with the clique 'cause they brutal
Don't play with the clique 'cause they brutal
Huh, uh, I'm a young street n*gga b*tch, I ain't even gamble
Shawty wanna go with us and all my n*ggas like to gamble
Uh, di*k in the stomach, the b*tch tryna run
And the b*tch really tryna scramble
Uh, huh, word, got a n*gga lawsuit, word, just like the scrabble
Ayy, code, I gotta stick to the code
These b*tches be sucking on all of my young n*gga dingaling
And they gon' suck on the toes
I f*ck on the b*tch and she gon' Melly pose
Ooh, she ain't even wash her clothes
Uh, he ain't even wash her sandal, young n*gga hot, no solar panel

[Chorus: YNW Juvy]
Outer space coupe, with a bright light
Uh, baby girl what's up, you can't stay the night
Baby girl, we super fly, no girl, we butterfly
Yeah I'm whipping up that work in, I can't tell no lies
Yeah my wrist froze, plus a n*gga neck gold
She already know we taking on the whole floor
Posted in the cut with a stick, I got it bro
If he say shoot, best believe we let it blow

[Outro: YNW Melly]
We let it blow, YNW forever