I'm, I'm, I'm, I'm, I'm, I'm, I'm, I'm, I'm, I'm Gold medals, they're my role models Rollin' old models, low with old schools Flowin' coal and goin' gold follows Flower bearing, call it petals to the floor Power sharing, call it devils to the door Power, power, till ain't no devils anymore Flower, flowers, they be droppin' at the feet of my son Move a thousand miles per hour down the street of my slum And who do I meet to the beat of my drum? It was Lil Susie Uzi, she so crackin', was a killer All bitch, dope tip, wasn't trappin' with no niggas Had a long money mind to do that action For them figures, her and Florence Fully automatic, crackin' off the Richter, yeah Walked up to my right, asked me could she get a sight She pointed at a pistol, so I properly replied Told me out here in the streets, she ain't had no competition And with me up on the beats, then we shared the same description With a blunt between the lips, she said, now here's my proposition You just write a bunch of raps for me and I'ma go and spin them Then we take them to the radio, the DJ better spin them Then we take them to the record store and sell a couple million, woo! I already got the money, I already got the bitches I'ma send them for the niggas, I'ma do it how they did it From a trapper to a rapper, trapper to a rapper Trapper to a rapper, now nigga, make it happen Told me call up soundtrack, had me send a couple beats Not that superstar shit, she wanted somethin' for the streets Said it might take like a month, she said it better take a week Gave my arm a lil' punch and then she pointed at a heat Said I saw that thing the first time, you ain't gotta do it twice But I need a lil' more info on exactly what I write Some details about a female, about your life and what you're like She said my life is like a bitch, and I'm just like my life Then pow, pow, pow, pow, pow, yeah, them niggas started bustin' Like the boycott was over and that we had overcome it She said, nigga, hit the gas, went from zero to a hundred Now we runnin' from some killers, I was so sick to my stomach She was hangin' out the window with that thumper, she was dumpin' Had a look upon the face that made me think that she was comin' We was swervin', jumpin', curvin', dished a whip and started runnin' Tried to jump over a wall, but it was a little too tall So we ducked behind a bush and that's how we got overlooked I was shook and breathin' hard and she was sittin' there smokin' kush Then we both started to glow, we looked around like, what is this? And then we looked up and the light came down and pulled us to a ship I already got the money, already got the bitches I see these other niggas, I'ma do it how they did it From a trapper to a rapper, trapper to a rapper, trapper to a rapper And that nigga make it happen Boy, now this the shit I'm talkin' bout, the shit that I been on Yeah, light years out of space, but still a bitch from right at home Now where the bitches? Get them intergalactic asses to clappin' Break down some of that candy and roll it up in the wrapper for a wrapper Nah, I could never go back to trappin' And who needs Atlanta when you're on Saturn? Get a lap dance with a lip match in your left hand and your right hand It's a gas can and at any given moment, I can burn this shit up Why you standin' there just lookin'? Nigga, turn that shit up Hop in somethin' with this alien pussy, let me know how we work I'm just sayin', I'm gon' be there and I ain't in no rook Nah, nigga, nah, nigga, I ain't in no rook Ayy, I thought you couldn't rap when you learned how to do that Then what you need me for if you already know how to float? Ayy, fuck that, we gotta go, we needn't be in this ho If you told me from the jump, we wouldn't be on this UFO But I think that I can fly it, stole a key so I can try it Never thought that I would ever be a flyin' saucer pilot But first thing's gon' be first, when we get back to that Earth I'm gon' go back to them raps and you gon' go back to that work, man I already got the money, already got the bitches I see these young niggas havin' a good time, do how they do I'ma drop it to a rapper, drop it to a rapper Drop it to a rapper, now, nigga, make it happen Ayy, look, the basic thing is, you can do whatever you wanna do Like, I ain't about to pass up on all this shit, you see that? It's like we time jumpin' and shit, you wanna go back and do what? Just rap? You can rap right here, nigga Yeah, nigga, just rap, no, you can't, nigga, this is space We can't fuck that, we goin' home Ducks! Ducks! Ducks! Ducks! Ducks! Ducks!