Intergalactic Hustling Songtext

Wake up and rise in my bed
Put on my space suit
Hop in my space coup
Interstellar travel I fly to the mic booth
Today was a good day, like I was Ice Cube
But I still keep a Glock because cops are quite rude
That ignorant white dude that sell out black cop
Go 'head and strap pop if I'm in the right mood
They look at us like food
But my space bullets go two hundred thousand miles per hour that's quicker than light moves now (uh)
I'm a space cowboy
Illegal alien bitch riding me cowgirl
Wow we so high we travel to uninhabited planets like goddamnit this is our world (uh)

I be smuggling dope
Intergalactic hustling
I be smuggling dope
Intergalactic hustling
Come on ride on my spaceship baby
Come on ride on my spaceship baby
Too much cut on your dope
That'll make the dope fiends hate
My shit so pure give a stripper a sniff and the bitch won't see straight
Oh, no he ain't in the flying saucer with the OG pain bottle
Shipping out Promethazines to niggas who lean
We package your Codeine like protein shakes
But it's dope beat breaks, addicted to the sounds
In space is how it gets around
That base is sounding like about million pounds hit the ground
Catch a case the way a nigga lyric spitting rounds
Nah, I disappear after the dirt
I ain't from around here I'm from a parallel earth
Where Biggie, Pac and Nate still living
I only came here just to give y'all that work then I'm gone

I be smuggling dope
Intergalactic hustling
I be smuggling dope
Intergalactic hustling
Come on ride on my spaceship baby
Come on ride on my spaceship baby