Area 51 lyrics

(Chorus)
They tryna find out my species
I'm burning Pound Cake with E.T
3 packs landing , 3 Peat
[?]
Dej Loaf wish a n*gga try me
Gotta swiper with a fake I.D
Only plant based, I don't eat no meat
I got [stolen CC's] and i grow trees
They tryna find out my blood type
And my jewlery shine like flood lights
Growing outside at the campsite
My N.Y. b*tch gotta over bite
And she always acting so uptight
I just sent two bags overnight
All these dubs n*gga gotta get the count right

(Verse)
They tryna find out my origin
They dont know where a n*gga come from
And i got the sauce like Yum-Yum
I ain't scared Money got two guns
I'm finna take off 3..2...1
I just met the plug at the Shogun
Take it off bae gone show some
These n*ggas slow they don't know nothing
SSN I just made one up
I just got approved for a Bentley truck
n*gga want smoke i don't give no f*cks
I got bails on the bed of a pickup truck
My b*tch is a native she stay on the reservation
[My trap house its old and dilapidated]
When 12 hit the door we evacuated
I put that loud on a motherf*cking calculator
I think he from space
I think he ain't human
Look how that n*gga be accurately shooting
These b*tches messy they causing confusion
My young n*ggas carding you know they be boosting
We in the trap we gone sleep on a futon
I get that bread like a motherf*cking crouton
I pull up with Shooter and hop out the Yukon
My b*tch a Princess like she came from Mulan
My n*gga a wiz he got accounts
We just gone secretly empty them out
We want that check we don't care bout no clout
Made it this far and i ain't have no vouch
LL Cool J i got P's in the house
All this exotic , good tree in the house
If 12 find my Mac book i know my life over
Hit from the back then i turn that b*tch over
(Chorus)
They tryna find out my species
I'm burning pound cake with E.T
3 packs landing , 3 Peat
[?]
Dej Loaf wish a n*gga try me
Gotta swiper with a fake I.D
Only plant based, I don't eat no meat
I got [stolen CC's] and i grow trees
They tryna find out my blood type
And my jewlery shine like flood lights
Growing outside at the campsite
My N.Y. b*tch gotta over bite
And she always acting so uptight
I just sent two bags overnight
All these dubs n*gga gotta get the count right