Area 51 Lyrics

(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