Astronaut

I cannot be trusted when I'm higher than an astronaut

Write me and the fame together, call that shit a master plot

Stunting with the bro's and we be pulling out the parking lot

Roll out in our prime just like optimus, talkin' autobot

Yeah

Crib up on the hills and we can see the lake

Crop the opps right out of the picture cause we don't need them fakes

We don't do no stopping, on go so we don't need them brakes

The way y'all always buggin' about me I think I need some mace

They told me go to college, get a degree

But I'm so sorry dad, you gotta know that shit's not for me