Area 51

(Chorus)
They tryna find out my species
I'm burning Pound Cake with E.T
3 packs landing , 3 Peat
[?]
Dej Loaf wish a nigga try me
Gotta swiper with a fake I.D
Only plant based, I don't eat no meat
I got [stolen CC's] and i grow trees
They tryna find out my blood type
And my jewlery shine like flood lights
Growing outside at the campsite
My N.Y. bitch gotta over bite
And she always acting so uptight
I just sent two bags overnight
All these dubs nigga gotta get the count right

(Verse)
They tryna find out my origin
They dont know where a nigga come from
And i got the sauce like Yum-Yum
I ain't scared Money got two guns
I'm finna take off 3..2...1
I just met the plug at the Shogun
Take it off bae gone show some
These niggas slow they don't know nothing
SSN I just made one up
I just got approved for a Bentley truck
Nigga want smoke i don't give no fucks
I got bails on the bed of a pickup truck
My bitch is a native she stay on the reservation
[My trap house its old and dilapidated]
When 12 hit the door we evacuated
I put that loud on a motherfucking calculator
I think he from space
I think he ain't human
Look how that nigga be accurately shooting
These bitches messy they causing confusion
My young niggas carding you know they be boosting
We in the trap we gone sleep on a futon
I get that bread like a motherfucking crouton
I pull up with Shooter and hop out the Yukon
My bitch a Princess like she came from Mulan
My nigga a wiz he got accounts
We just gone secretly empty them out
We want that check we don't care bout no clout
Made it this far and i ain't have no vouch
LL Cool J i got P's in the house
All this exotic , good tree in the house
If 12 find my Mac book i know my life over
Hit from the back then i turn that bitch over

(Chorus)
They tryna find out my species
I'm burning pound cake with E.T
3 packs landing , 3 Peat
[?]
Dej Loaf wish a nigga try me
Gotta swiper with a fake I.D
Only plant based, I don't eat no meat
I got [stolen CC's] and i grow trees
They tryna find out my blood type
And my jewlery shine like flood lights
Growing outside at the campsite
My N.Y. bitch gotta over bite
And she always acting so uptight
I just sent two bags overnight
All these dubs nigga gotta get the count right