Mak11 - In Orbit (feat. Giz the Wiz & Brndn) Lyrics

Aye
That ain't drip that you got on it's boring
Every whip that I cop gon be foreign
Had to shit on my ops yeah they corny
Made em quit told em stop and say sorry
Taking risks for the guap I ain't worried
Haters sick when they talk I ignore it
Can't forget bout my dogs they supporting
Getting rich with the squad yeah we scoring
Tryna Richard my watch that's important
I got hits that's a flop you should forfeit
Ima pick up my slot on the Forbes list
I might sip on this Wok get distorted
And my bitch not a thot she so gorgeous
Put my wrist on all frost I'll afford it
You can't fit in my spot I'm enormous
Had to get the top I'm in orbit
I'm high up in space like I'm Mercury
Can't ride on my wave you can't surf with me
I drive in my lane I might swerve in it
If I fire at your brain you need surgery
My mind on the paper that's currency
I'm tryna get paid that's preferably
Haters sly like a snake wanna murder me
Yeah they lie to my face it ain't hurting me
Tryn make a fool of me
On my grind like I skate
They slower than syrup
I want some diamonds and jewelry
Got no time for the fakes
They lower my spirit
I roll up and light it it's blueberry
All my life I been great
I'm supposed to be here
I saw the right opportunity
I'm not fighting my faith
I ain't showing no fear, aye
That ain't drip that you got on it's boring
Every whip that I cop gon be foreign
Had to shit on my ops yeah they corny
Made em quit told em stop and say sorry
Taking risks for the guap I ain't worried
Haters sick when they talk I ignore it
Can't forget bout my dogs they supporting
Getting rich with the squad yeah we scoring
Tryna Richard my watch that's important
I got hits that's a flop you should forfeit
Ima pick up my slot on the Forbes list
I might sip on this Wok get distorted
And my bitch not a thot she so gorgeous
Put my wrist on all frost I'll afford it
You can't fit in my spot I'm enormous
Had to get the top I'm in orbit
Alien in that spaceship y'all
Come fly with me
Seeing all different colors
Come get high with me
Put on my ski mask homie
It's a robbery
So much shit on my neck
I hit the lottery
Now shit can't bother me
Told y'all I was coming
It's a prophecy, no stopping me
Out of orbit in a place
Where God would be, no topping me
Got my first mixtape coming
I'm a prodigy, no probably
Soon to be amongst the stars
Astronomy, no apologies
That ain't drip that you got on it's boring
Every whip that I cop gon be foreign
Had to shit on my ops yeah they corny
Made em quit told em stop and say sorry
Taking risks for the guap I ain't worried
Haters sick when they talk I ignore it
Can't forget bout my dogs they supporting
Getting rich with the squad yeah we scoring
Tryna Richard my watch that's important
I got hits that's a flop you should forfeit
Ima pick up my slot on the Forbes list
I might sip on this Wok get distorted
And my bitch not a thot she so gorgeous
Put my wrist on all frost I'll afford it
You can't fit in my spot I'm enormous
Had to get the top I'm in orbit
I'm so lifted might fly out the galaxy
In the sky where the clouds and the planets be
Talking down on my name call it blasphemy
I'm a God, I'm your king, I'm your majesty
Smoking dank and it's stronger than gravity
Loud as hell so the neighbors stay mad at me
I got haters that can't take a stab at me
Candy rappers they be giving me cavities
I been devising my strategy
Building my mental capacity
Tryna hold onto my sanity
F*cking your bitch on the vanity
They riding my wave like a manatee
Cancel you while they demanding me
Pass me the ball like I'm Anthony
Put up a three from the key with no dribble
I scribble and out comes a masterpiece