[Chorus: Lee Scott]
No
Sleep till we've landed on
Mars
Then it's sweet
But until that day though
I'm not missing a peep
By catching a Z, trapping in bed
Tryna get a head
No
Sleep till we've landed on
Mars
Then it's sweet
But until that day though
I'm not missing a peep
By catching a Z, I'm even trapping in bed
Tryna get a head
[Verse 1: Lee Scott]
Yo, I'm dumb like Einstein stubbing his toe
On a stupid chair he knew was there
Icy sipping ice tea in Freddy Kruger's lair
Humans stare
When I trip and triple backflip through the air
Then land on me weak hand like it was planned
[Artistic visual, so,?] drawing a line in the sand
And a thousand words couldn't sum me up
In the summer sun huddled up
Wiping a single solitary bead of sweat from me fod
With a freshly pressed 50 note
And drink and smoke on the job
You can't direct debit the cost to be the boss
I interrupt your feature presentation mid-scene to floss
Boom shaka laka
Got your wifey's head turning quicker than if Chewbacca slapped her
There's too much sh*t to do
I'm ringing but it won't connect
Rest me head for ten minutes, feel like I've overslept
[Chorus: Lee Scott]
No
Sleep till we've landed on
Mars
Then it's sweet
But until that day though
I'm not missing a peep
By catching a Z, trapping in bed
Tryna get a head
No
Sleep till we've landed on
Mars
Then it's sweet
But until that day though
I'm not missing a peep
By catching a Z, I'm even trapping in bed
Tryna get a head
[Verse 2: Salar]
I'm looking at you like, 'Why the f*ck am I looking at you?!'
I deserve a colossal diamond studded statue
Just for being G
f*ck the scenery, the only thing you should even wanna see is me
I play you like my Juno
I've got all the knowledge I want already, so f*ck what you know
I'm wildin' like I'm Tuco
Don't even die unless I give you permission to do so
It's true, if I tell 'em that's it's true
Everything I do is an incredible memory... for you
So con-grat-u-f*cking-lations
We build a pyramid, sit atop it and plot like a gang of crooked masons
Smothered Jason with a couch cushion
I'll make your whole crew fall back without pushing
I see you clowns running your mouth, fronting
You rappers claiming you 'bout suttin
But you 'bout nuttin
[Chorus: Lee Scott]
No
Sleep till we've landed on
Mars
Then it's sweet
But until that day though
I'm not missing a peep
By catching a Z, trapping in bed
Tryna get a head
No
Sleep till we've landed on
Mars
Then it's sweet
But until that day though
I'm not missing a peep
By catching a Z, I'm even trapping in bed
Tryna get a head