MEET ME THERE - LUCKI

Ayy, I’m in space, calling my phone, better meet me there\nHaha, ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy, uh, ayy\nI’m in space, calling my phone, better meet me there, uh, yeah\nI’m in space, calling my phone, better meet me there, uh, ayy\nI’m in space, calling my phone, better meet me there, uh, ayy\nPlay it dirty all to the end, and she beat me there\nCut them off, they was with me at my lowest, but they wanna keep me there\nI make my first watch a Patek\nDrunk it three times, I’m a addict\nI don’t really post, but I’m in the Track'\nPop a goon, it get me madder\nMe and gang finna hit the deep, I told Sauce, «Just need the lean»\nI told Macks, «I want a Bentley,» gettin' too deep for GLE\nRide through got him in a SVR, go with the flow, gotta let him meet God\nI got rich off being stubborn, fan ass ho can’t break my heart\nI’m being hoed, just stay myself\nReal real Drag, gotta pace myself\nI don’t like Porsches without a kit\nBeat my i8s, piece of shit\nAin’t even post, I’m sneakin' home, she don’t want me leave again\nFell out with them, I could see nothin' wrong, but ain’t no point of being with\nthem\nDon’t say your name up in a song, a nigga gon' say we leaving them\nI’m on tour just on my phone, sneaky ass posts, I’m peepin' them\nFeel my pain, finna bleach it then, it be not humble, but I keep it there\nI’m in space, calling my phone, better meet me there\nHaha, ha, no bap\nI’m in space, calling my phone, better meet me there, uh, uh\nI’m in space, calling my phone, better meet me there, uh, uh\nI’m in space, calling my phone, better meet me there, uh\nHaha, Neptune\nI’m in space, calling my phone, better meet me there, uh, ayy\nPlay it dirty all to the end and she beat me there\nCut them off, they was with me at my lowest, but they wanna keep me there\nI make my first watch a Patek\nDrunk it a few times, I’m a addict\nCalling my phone, better meet me there\nI’m in space, calling my phone, better meet me there