Текст песни
I making that move And blue racks in my pocket
Im living alone, Cause Im chasing the money
Im not playing, Im ready to running
1 minut to space this Coast two hundred
I living the Earth, Hey, Houston, they lying
I never forget When i high And I flying
Knowing to much, Cause Im Under Snowing
I seeing your price, When you told about money
Yeah, Im wick, Im so sick
And I wicked
I just left Earth all night on weekend
Wicked
Im so sick
Yeah, Im wicked
I am know to much, I cant Telling you my secret
