Abblaze - Space Trip Lyrics

It’s a Saturday
I wake and break up
Tropicana Cookies in my blunt
Blaze bouta light up
My niggas coming later
Let me jump in the shower
Damn a nigga look fresh
Sorry for them haters
We gon party later
So we have to meet up
Bitches hit my DM
What’s your location?
Oh you want the addy
You cannot slide up in here
Me and the homies chilling
Talk to you later
High as hell smoked out
We be space tripping
Weed loud, I’m so high
I cannot say shit
Girls call my phone, party getting started
But we so blazed out, eyes all lazy
We be the life of the party, so they wait for us
Few minutes later
Dial the phone and told her
Crew cannot make it
What a pity?
Oju mi ti leri, mo le riran
All of my niggas, they feel the same
We vibing out and we getting busy
Making music and we getting litty
Whatever y’all want, we got it here
Next thing you know, she came through
She came through with all of her friends
Bad bitches and all of them tens
Caribbeans and Africans
I like you all, so, chill with my friends
Space tripping and we flying away
All of my niggas, they doing the same
Say na me they make you contemplate
When the party’s over, make we relate
People go talk say you fornicate
Baddest in town, no be debate
Everybody, want to run my race
Tell your mama say you fortunate
It’s a Saturday
I wake and break up
Tropicana Cookies in my blunt
Blaze bouta light
High as hell, smoked out
We be space tripping
Weed loud, I’m so high
I cannot say shit

It’s a Saturday
I wake and break up
Tropicana Cookies in my blunt
Blaze bouta light up
My niggas coming later
Let me jump in the shower
Damn a nigga look fresh
Sorry for them haters
We gon party later
So we have to meet up
Bitches hit my DM
What’s your location?
Oh you want the addy
You cannot slide up in here
Me and the homies chilling
Talk to you later
High as hell smoked out
We be space tripping
Weed loud, I’m so high
I cannot say shit
Girls call my phone, party getting started
But we so blazed out, eyes all lazy
We be the life of the party, so they wait for us
Few minutes later
Dial the phone and told her
Crew cannot make it
What a pity?
Oju mi ti leri, mo le riran
All of my niggas, they feel the same
We vibing out and we getting busy
Making music and we getting litty
Whatever y’all want, we got it here
Next thing you know, she came through
She came through with all of her friends
Bad bitches and all of them tens
Caribbeans and Africans
I like you all, so, chill with my friends
Space tripping and we flying away
All of my niggas, they doing the same
Say na me they make you contemplate
When the party’s over, make we relate
People go talk say you fornicate
Baddest in town, no be debate
Everybody, want to run my race
Tell your mama say you fortunate
It’s a Saturday
I wake and break up
Tropicana Cookies in my blunt
Blaze bouta light
High as hell, smoked out
We be space tripping
Weed loud, I’m so high
I cannot say shit