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Space City Video (MV)




Performed By: Yung Chad
Length: 3:27
Written by: Chad Johnson




Yung Chad - Space City Lyrics




I'm blastin off these drugs on my mind mind mind
Light up like a rocket catch me on the sideline
So please don't let it take me
My joint ain't got no safety

My roof look like a phantom when I'm on my grind grind
Jolly rancher paint while Im on my shine shine
So please don't let it take me
My joint ain't go no safety

Uhh
Watch me slideeeeee
Watch me pull up with a bad chick in my rideeeeee
Watch me Sace belt it Gucci's with the socks
Feelin icey when I pull up at the blockkkkk

Now watch me stack cheese
And then roll trees
Then blow trees
Watchin 3D
Houston Texas on the TV
If you need me 713
Cool nigga no enemies
Ima grown nigga when I need to be
Never plexin when I'm in the streets
Sunday afternoons up in NRG

Bonds all on my head bro
Tailor fitted wit the rare glow
Lookin good that's why you stare hoe
One chick for later that's a spare yo
Ooo
Get it
One chick for later that's a bare hoe
Down south where I stand tho
Throw H up if that's the fam bro

I'm blastin off these drugs on my mind mind mind
Light up like a rocket catch me on the sideline
So please don't let it take me
My joint ain't got no safety

My roof look like a phantom when I'm on my grind grind
Jolly rancher paint while Im on my shine shine
So please don't let it take me
My joint ain't go no safety

Uhhh eyes heavy
Smoked out my hands are steady
Dippin down like a levy but my Chevy awready
Tiltin to the side missin a top we ain't sweaty
Perfect weather in the H my paint look like confetti

I'm ready
There's no place better than the space I telly
You know I dig you no diggity like my nigga Teddy

Big diamonds
VVS JD design em
Look around at our mouth and wrist they always shining
Po' one up and take a sip
Come down from climbing
Cause we jus slidin rollin up
It keep us smiling

Eyes open
Steady scopin we always focused
Hocus pocus no hocus smokus stay always pokin

Seepin out my window
Yuhhh
Be the clouds from all my indoe
Ooo
Skinny nigga wit the Ben fro
Ooo
Fell in love wit how the rims poke
Yeahhhh
Blastin off like a rocket
Yuhhh
281 up in my pocket
My joint ain't got no safety
It got me feelin spacey
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I'm blastin off these drugs on my mind mind mind
Light up like a rocket catch me on the sideline
So please don't let it take me
My joint ain't got no safety

My roof look like a phantom when I'm on my grind grind
Jolly rancher paint while Im on my shine shine
So please don't let it take me
My joint ain't go no safety

Uhh
Watch me slideeeeee
Watch me pull up with a bad chick in my rideeeeee
Watch me Sace belt it Gucci's with the socks
Feelin icey when I pull up at the blockkkkk

Now watch me stack cheese
And then roll trees
Then blow trees
Watchin 3D
Houston Texas on the TV
If you need me 713
Cool nigga no enemies
Ima grown nigga when I need to be
Never plexin when I'm in the streets
Sunday afternoons up in NRG

Bonds all on my head bro
Tailor fitted wit the rare glow
Lookin good that's why you stare hoe
One chick for later that's a spare yo
Ooo
Get it
One chick for later that's a bare hoe
Down south where I stand tho
Throw H up if that's the fam bro

I'm blastin off these drugs on my mind mind mind
Light up like a rocket catch me on the sideline
So please don't let it take me
My joint ain't got no safety

My roof look like a phantom when I'm on my grind grind
Jolly rancher paint while Im on my shine shine
So please don't let it take me
My joint ain't go no safety

Uhhh eyes heavy
Smoked out my hands are steady
Dippin down like a levy but my Chevy awready
Tiltin to the side missin a top we ain't sweaty
Perfect weather in the H my paint look like confetti

I'm ready
There's no place better than the space I telly
You know I dig you no diggity like my nigga Teddy

Big diamonds
VVS JD design em
Look around at our mouth and wrist they always shining
Po' one up and take a sip
Come down from climbing
Cause we jus slidin rollin up
It keep us smiling

Eyes open
Steady scopin we always focused
Hocus pocus no hocus smokus stay always pokin

Seepin out my window
Yuhhh
Be the clouds from all my indoe
Ooo
Skinny nigga wit the Ben fro
Ooo
Fell in love wit how the rims poke
Yeahhhh
Blastin off like a rocket
Yuhhh
281 up in my pocket
My joint ain't got no safety
It got me feelin spacey
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Writer: Chad Johnson
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