• XTRA TERRESTRIAL - Jazz Cartier

If we on the team, we ain’t sharin' different goals

We came from nothin' and we did it on our own

I appreciate the highs, can’t forget about the lows

Young nigga steady comin' out the cold, woah

I need a milli by next year

Don’t it feel good when the check clear

I’ve been on cruise control, you really don’t wanna see me and my next gear

On track, he make it louder

No love for you cowards

Why your face so sour?

I’ve just been takin' my chances

From my dungeon to a mansion

I Diddy bop in the Hamptons

And MMMBop like the Hanson’s

Big wolf on campus

Come pop it for the camera

Met a ting from Atlanta

Try to tell me she a dancer

And I keep my bidness in tact

I say a prayer every morning

I keep them demons off my back

She say «Cuzzi please relax»

Go and tell 'em I’m relaxed

And everyday I’m spittin' facts, yeah

I’m xtra terrestrial

The plug, the professionnal (it's a cold case)

Niggas they be blowin' smoke (oh woo, oh woo)

Fuck it, we gon' let 'em know (let 'em know)

Situation’s gettin' sticky

My nigga rollin' with the blicky (my nigga rollin' with the blicky)

Young nigga from the city

It’s really hard to miss me, yeah

Ay, ay, ay

I got a penny for thought (yeah)

Look at the niggas that came at Jacuzzi, promise you many have lost (lost)

We are not losing this toast (yeah)

I keep my bags in the vault (yeah)

Say you a real nigga but my shit pop, how it never your fault?

Livin' my cause and effect

I’ma go grind for the check

We gon' pull up in the Porsche then we gon' leave in the jet

Then we gon' even the bet, ay

I see you talkin' instead of makin' a record but don’t wanna see me obsessed

Momma, tellin' me I need sleep

Tell her «I'm gonna sleep when I’m dead»

Bitches are losing their minds

I take em two at a time

She will not fuck with a swine

The moment I fuck her and leave her, Jacuzzi gon' be on her mind

You want my time you gotta pay

But I ain’t payin' you no mind

I’ve been out of space, out of my mind

I’m xtra terrestrial

The plug, the professionnal

Niggas they be blowin' smoke (oh woo, oh woo)

Fuck it, we gon' let 'em know (let 'em know)

Situation’s gettin' sticky

My nigga rollin' with the blicky (my nigga rollin' with the blicky)

Young nigga from the city

It’s really hard to miss me, yeah

I’m xtra terrestrial

The plug, the professionnal

Niggas they be blowin' smoke (oh woo, oh woo)

Fuck it, we gon' let 'em know (let 'em know)

Situation’s gettin' sticky

My nigga rollin' with the blicky (my nigga rollin' with the blicky)

Young nigga from the city

It’s really hard to miss me, yeah

Yeah, pssh

Cuzzi man, yeah