Coen - Alien Lyrics

Damn, I feel just like an alien
Going crazy on a beat, this shit is scary man
I got different colored hoes, look like chameleon
Stingy spending 50 cents cause she got many men
Someone blowing up my line, I hit you in a min
Then I never hit them back, sorry, I did forget
I'm just way too, way too motherf*cking busy, man
And I can't go back and forth, this not no Wimbledon
No

Need some
Big pockets, big wrist, big shit
Bad bitch, want my kids, I ain't ready for that shit, but I'm
Still climbing, still riding with the day ones
Sticking with my dogs cause I know they get the plays done
Big pockets, big wrist, big shit
Bad bitch on my hip, she been riding since like day one
No fronting, no stunting, or corner cutting
Sticking with my dogs, going on a Golden State run

Oh
Back and forth
All this back and forth
Got me feeling a little bored
Damn
Lost the score
And she making funny faces
Like her name is Bella Poarch
Oh
Closing doors
But another one swing open
So I don't gotta go far
Damn
Like a torch
Something a lil' hot
But I cannot be getting scorched
Rock my shit
Rock my shit to the core
Love my shit
Rate my shit like pitchfork
Tryna get
Tryna get this shit on tour
She promising
So we whip it to the store
She swear she real
We should Peele
It's just us
Grip the wheel
Mind of steel
Can't be touched
She talking 'bout how we should do this such and such
I'm talking bout funding
She's asking"Where's the trust?"

Big pockets, big wrist, big shit
Bad bitch, want my kids, I ain't ready for that shit, but I'm
Still climbing, still riding with the day ones
Sticking with my dogs cause I know they get the plays done
Big pockets, big wrist, big shit
Bad bitch on my hip, she been riding since like day one
No fronting, no stunting, or corner cutting
Sticking with my dogs, going on a Golden State run