Lyrics Meteors - Fellow Human

You know what I got on, ROCKS
Astronomical
You wanna go to another planet
I take you to Saturn
Rocks from out this world got meteors
Don't ask me what it cost me when I got on my Dior
I just spent $500 on some Gucci at the store
Nautical cologne, Louis bag checker board
Ashley made my couch a custom living lavish check the fur
And I'm always in the lead, tell my opp check the score
Got a brand new closet stacked with Prada shit galore
My life in designer so I gotta get some more
Started without shit and now I'm stunting
I wake up and got the business bunking
I got my business jumping
Flipping cake my nigga stunting
Want that shit I buy it
If I don't have it first Then we Boudta start riot
I put Gucci on my driver, I put Gucci on my pilot
And I got a rolls Royce, with umbrella in The side
They don't check on my credentials cuz it's private when I fly
Driver whipping Continental, popping pills when he drove
I'm legit cuz I go get and I tote pistols in my ride
I got niggas toting missiles fuck yo issue they outside
And she like it when I smile, I don't need to fix it
And bitches in my grill like it shit ain't twisted
Rap nigga producer gifted
Grow weed and I'm getting lifted
Pour lean up, I'm standing crooked
Get higher im on a mission
My chopper good at division
Her sinuses good at sniffing
Stack money in true religion
Bitch we live different
Only give me dick kisses
I don't want them lips
Give me Eskimo or butterfly kisses
I don't like hoes tryna love me bitch I'm married and shit
And I just copped me some new Jordan's with some elephant print
And my Gucci with the snake got some helluva drip
Rocks from out this world got meteors
Don't ask me what it cost me when I got on my Dior
I just spent $500 on some Gucci at the store
Nautical cologne, Louis bag checker board
Ashley made my couch a custom living lavish check the fur
And I'm always in the lead, tell my opp check the score
Got a brand new closet stacked with Prada shit galore
My life in designer so I gotta get some more