Astronaut P*ssy (feat. Skeme, ScHoolboy Q)

Too high, can't come down

Losing my head, spinning round and round

Round and round

Round and round

Back to the hoes

Ridin' down 7-4th and Hoover with my nigga ScHoolboy

Cadillac and a coupe

See them niggas hatin' from afar, can't catch 'em now

But they getting smacked when we do, ra-ta-ta like we Snoop

Crown on the vic, crown on my wrist, crown on my bitch

And a couple crowns on my crew, couple pounds of the blue

Ivory in it, tsunami in it when I be in it

Got the lobby in it, Tommy in it, the trunk got a body in it

Niggas be like, "He bodying it"

Ziplock full of J's, closet full of J's walking on Pippin and he's Scotty in it

Bath tub big enough to fit a Audi in it, eight gold chains like a Saudi in it

Murder with the ink, I'm Gotti in it, don't get too popped if yo' ass 2Pac

Cargos with the 12 gauge shotty in it, plus I still got a crib on Brazil

I ain't never holly that but I got a Maserati in it

That's my new addition, nobody in it, chop shops in the hood, no karate in it

So much money, got a money tree

Whoop so many niggas' ass, shit we money team

Same fuck niggas with they hand out, same stacks on, bring the bands out

Nigga should be workin' on they money scheme

Back to the convers, kill 'em with one verse

Converse with the worst 'til one of our gun burst

Callin' mortuary tell him niggas in one hearse

'Cause Compton ain't like the city of commerce

No back talk, back wall, end up in asphalt

Niggas love them choppas like we flyin' in black cars

But you with the roost, thinkin' a nigga was black though

Now hold that thought, motherfuckers wanna act loco

Hit 'em with numerous shots from the 4-4

Motherfuckers wanna act loco

Hit 'em with numerous shots from the 4-4

Too high, can't come down

Losing my head, spinning round and round

Too high, can't come down

Losing my head, spinning round and round

Pray for me I'll make thirty, desert, even my nails dirty

Everything on life and I'd die for it, made a mill, you ain't even know it

Tell Iluminati I'm down for it, call Jigga, I'm next nigga

Some niggas my new litter, fuck the world on earth day

Her booty clap on my birthday, I would take the cake but I've been paid

I'm a real nigga, you's arcade, had a switchblade in the 5th grade

Smoked plenty weed on my mama's couch

Now I'm going big, I can buy the house

You sell water down, I sell low for ounce

See this for adults who say where you from

If those hoes who gonna make me cum

With them fuck niggas we don't fuck with them

And fuck niggas gonna lose a lot

Knock knock nigga, come feel the drama

If the bed low I'ma stack the crown, up the contraband in-between my gun

Before smoking dope I was selling coke, well rocked up to a eight year old

When it popped up, call it pot luck, 500 G's, nigga pretty please

Condos, where it's sun and trees, ten keys with my eight G's

Hoover hats like the star of David, pull on shots unless kidney faded

Rent a pony, might go with Emmett, move out the set but the set I'm banging

Too high, can't come down

Losing my head, spinning round and round

Too high, can't come down

Losing my head, spinning round and round

Look, a young nigga really tryna stunt, fuck it

West side neighbors and I ain't budging

Independent niggas with no budget

If it ain't about a dollar gotta change subjects

Rap ass niggas ain't seen nothing, this flow here, niggas can't touch it

Motherfuck friends, tinted windows on the Benz

Doing doughnuts in the bitch got me trippin' like a bucket

Shots going off in the streets, ten hut, bring the squadron with me

See niggas talk ballin' like they been in the gym

But you lookin' like a novice to me, now quit talkin' to me

Can I vet? All you niggas sound retarded to me

Killin' these niggas, I'm a general nigga

Turn yo' head to a target for free, now I'm on, look at me

Started, started with them pesos and palm trees

Now when niggas come through the wood

Niggas gotta know that that's all me

See the set catch rap, when I slide through throwin' up a bill

And niggas wanna act like they thuggin' like us, we said, "Boy, please"

This S to the K to the E to the E nigga, new Rolls go vroom nigga

.45 cocked back like boom, nigga

Got enough room to fill up a room nigga

And I'm rolling these blunts at a hundred a go

Gave her that dick now she beggin' for more

Made me a milli, yo bitch load is illie

But I ain't got, still got a hunnid to go

And I do it, I does it, I spit it you love it

I just left from Newark, got bands in my luggage

Play with you rappers, my niggas is bloodin'

Take out my dick, take a piss on the public like fuck it

Too high, can't come down

Losing my head, spinning round and round

Too high, can't come down

Losing my head, spinning round and round

Round and round

Round and round

Too high, high, can't come down

Too high, high, can't come down

Too high, high, can't come down

Too high, high, can't come down