Space Inna Wraith - Molly Brazy

Big bag, Brazy 'til I D-I-E

And I want the AP bussdown please

I remember days I was praying on my knees

Boogers on the buffs, nigga I ain’t even sneeze

Bitches going hard for the clout nowadays

Can’t get me out the house 'less a bitch getting paid

I be laying low like minimum wage

Burning up these trees everyday like sage

These hoes biting my swag like a Red Nose

Big blunt thicker than a egg roll

Chanel on my face like I beat up the day

Stop playing, I would’ve let the block up, no parade

I’m with Jaz, countin' up in the cut like a blade

These hoes Tom Brady when they throwing that shade

All alone in the Wraith, I got too much space

Lil' lame ass hoes got too much to say

Too much space inna Wraith (Skrrt)

Too much fake in my face (Fake in my face)

Too much money being made (Yeah)

Splitting that bag up with my bitches

Chanel on my ass nowadays (Nowadays)

Real good gas nowadays (Nowadays)

Yeah, I wonder why they hate?

(I wonder why they hate?)

Huh, like they don’t know I’m wit' it (I'm wit' it)

Too much space inna Wraith (Skrrt)

Too much fake in my face (Fake in my face)

Too much money being made (Yeah)

Splitting that bag up with my bitches

Chanel on my ass nowadays (Nowadays)

Real good gas nowadays (Nowadays)

Yeah, I wonder why they hate?

(I wonder why they hate?)

Uh, like they don’t know I’m wit' it (I'm wit' it)