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[Verse 1 - A. Leon
A. Leon Craft, Pole cold (Cold)
Up my flow, like a lit gas stove (Stove)
(Foohh)
Damn Clutch, my bad, I'm bout to down the booth (Booth)
brand new (New)
are too (Too)
Awol roof, an hour later, coo (Coo)
Space-ship for two, she got a mass of Basker (Boots)
We drank so much Patrone, I had to turn the Goose (Goose)
I'm another land (Hey)
Highly in demand, (Hey)
Louisville (Hey), real candy on sedan though (Hey, hey, hey)
like a banjo
Shawty I'm sayin, though
A. Leon the shit, you gon be more than seein a (Hey)
commando (Hey)
Ballin, I got (Hey)
Cross over shawty and hip-hop band notes (Hey)
Brothership Decatur, hater never clash
Outer-space, fast
I'm a A. Leon

When them boys come out, at night
Space-ships go up, in
Nothing your eyes, seen
What do you know, me
Yeah, what you know me
Uhh, yeah, you know about me
Uhh, yeah, what you know me
my top down blowin on top pedigree, yeah

2]
Yeah, uhh
I get my Louisville on
thick, lookin good, I'll slug a homer
CLINK- outta here
Mary got nothin on us
I'm a stick boy, still on the corners
Uhh, got a like a space-ship (Uh)
And I ain't foolin with you niggas, I'm a
Shawty race this, engine got a
I took the 350 out and the space kit
Now we like they do it on the fourth planet
Y'all funny, we don't even understand it
Like a drive on the Outlandish
ya granny on the ass, I'm so man-ish
I'm so candid, make ya say it
I get "Wasted", I get so damaged
Ron Clutch, get the ink, I'm so
A. Leon snap his fingers, we so

When them boys come out, at night
Space-ships go up, in
Nothing your eyes, seen
do you know, bout me
Yeah, what you about me
Uhh, yeah, what you about me
Uhh, yeah, what you know me
With my top blowin on top pedigree, yeah

3]
They think they know me, but got no idea
Can't even see me, high as I
You know how we be, on some kill
I'm from the side of De Ville, and we all about the real
Better keep ya eyes peeled, plus the wheel
Better pimp that space-ship with the grilles
Got the big ol' wheels, to tell me how I feel
I named her Miss Pig and she stay in them high
We swervin the galaxy in a alternate reality
You know how the Caddy be, defy the laws of
We travel at a faster speed to charge up my
Bottle and a bag of weed, now ain't nobody me
You know how be, you know how the boys do it
You know we get straight to it, then we run straight it
A. Craft just landed, you know he stay zooted (Cough-cough-cough)
Off this country-fried backwoods, music

When them country boys out, at night
go up, in flight
Nothing your eyes, have
What do you know, me
Yeah, what you about me
Uhh, yeah, what you know me
Uhh, yeah, what you about me
With my top down blowin on top pedigree,

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