Apollo 11 lyrics

[Intro]
4, 3
Yeah
2, 1
I got it
0
Safe to say we out here, huh
Jacko

[Verse 1]
Elevation got 'em hella hating (Hater)
Super salty, they don't sell enough, sell it like they celebrating
Uhh, none of them could touch us (None)
Need to touch up
n*ggas talk tough
Shut the f*ck up
Boy, are you your daddy's son? (Daddy)
All of her bikini bottom while you on a Crabby Patty run (Zoom)
She is getting active
You a dumb in a bucket, I'm a star like I'm Patrick (Dummy)
Going through the matrix (Ooh)
Pop a red pill, searching for the troop, f*ck the fake sh*t (Keep it a hundred)
I'm that n*gga Neo (A hero)
No Keanu Reeves, with the bobbin' weed, you should reload, uhh
I'm the one that want trouble (Yeah)
All these n*ggas look and sound the same, killing all the stunt doubles
God said that it's his turn
In the kitchen, we done cut the wish and 'bout to make the fish burn
'Bout to talk my sh*t
Going light switch, no light sh*t, who go off like this? (Me)
And I've been on ten (Yeah), monster's just a youngin' (Whoo)
n*gga, sit back and watch
Out here in one punch, man, I'm too animated (Unreal)
I've been on my level, you don't look calibrated (A done deal)
Come at you like a spider monkey, go Taladega
Go bananas for the bread (Yeah)
Ape sh*t on the web
No dillema
Do I look like a beginner? (f*ck no)
I'm a sinner
But a winner
Chicken dinner
Pop his eyes like it's motherf*cking tennis (Let's get it)
In a minute all your men'll be deminished
Said it, then I'm in it, out of here (Lift off)
Yeah, uh, don't forget I'm the sh*t
Got these other n*ggas (p*ssed off)
Yeesh, uh, they ain't worthy
Do em dirty
They say stop, watch em (Get off)
Uh, look at my eyes
Too much drive
Man, it's time to turn the (Lift off)

[Interlude]
6, 5, 4, 3, 2, 1, 0
Let's go

[Verse 2]
My n*gga, I've been telling the haters 'Please, push me'
I'm hanging in deep pus*y, uhh (Whoo)
These n*ggas be claiming they strong but they seem mushy, yuh
Tell em 'You ain't got a lot of kickin'
Got a lot of b*tches, you just do a lot of b*tchin'
Huge difference (Huge difference)
Too old for that f*ckboy sh*t (Too old)
Kick that to the curve
Flip that with a bird
When you come over don't touch my sh*t (b*tch)
Give a n*gga 'said word'
Don't forget that we're too legit to quit, dawg
I can tell you lit though
The way we manouver through manouvers
We the sh*t, dawg
I mean, royal flushing, then I ritz off
Better play your cards right or they be taking your prince, dawg
For heaven's sake we giving them hell
They stayed a boss till they killed me but they live in a jail
Now, can't you tell?
We bout to rain on your parade like the clouds are here
Made my mama proud right here
Safe to say we outta here