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

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

2]
Yeah, uhh
I get my Slugger on
Shawty thick, lookin good, I'll a homer
CLINK- You're here
buns got nothin on us
I'm a stick boy, good on the corners
Uhh, got a Caddy a space-ship (Uh)
And I ain't foolin you niggas, I'm a racist
race this, engine got a face-lift
I took the 350 out and serve the kit
Now we ridin they do it on the fourth planet
Y'all talk funny, we don't even it
Like a drive on the sidewalk;
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. snap his fingers, we so vanished

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

3]
They think know me, but they got no idea
even see me, high as I feel
You know how we be, on country-fried kill
I'm from the south side of De Ville, and we all the real
keep ya eyes peeled, plus behind the wheel
Better pimp space-ship with the verti-cal grilles
Got the big ol' shiny wheels, to me how I feel
I named her Pig and she stay in them high heels
We through the galaxy in a alternate reality
You know how the Caddy be, the laws of gravity
We travel at a faster speed to up my battery
Bottle and a bag of weed, now ain't catchin me
You how Nappy be, you know how the boys do it
You know we get to it, then we run straight through it
A. Leon Craft just landed, you know he zooted (Cough-cough-cough)
Off this backwoods, outer-space music

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

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