Aight, lemme talk to 'em
Destination out of this world, it's space travel
New heights, I'm seeing new lights, I change levels
More space, this race an exhibition
XG on an expedition, light speed go the extra distance
Shooting stars so when you blink, then I bet you miss it
I want the galaxy, baby, you want the recognition
Everything is moving the way that I plan it
I'm cutting transmission
Off to the races, on to a spaceship
Breaking the boundaries, and all limitations
All indications point to the stars now
All in your faces, point, blank, all out
Don't waste time looking back at the shadows
Our stature so big that it's castin' a shadow
Back on the saddle, and back on the wave
Didn't mean to shake the globe, it just happened to rattle (rattle)
That all Intergalactic, Beastie Girl mashing
More flash than fashion, grand master blasted
Way past the atmos, laughing at these rappers
Y'all ain't hip-hop, you lipsyncing with captions
Half of y'all backing tracks is trash, trash it
Kill a verse, then drop back to back smash hits
Hoping that this message will be landing on the right ears
How many ideas? How many light-years? Uh
When XG come by with raps that'll slap you into next week sometime
Oh, now they get it, we been hit different
Thrift store garments and vintage lenses
Think big incentives, uh
In session with the best only
There's no stopping once we get going from the get go
Led a normal life, but just less boring
Nothing less than a success story, so check for me
No place that I'd rather be
Team solid free-falling, no gravity
Me and my girls are co-pilots
All of us graduating from the academy, XG
All of them wolves, all of them besties
All of us bosses, any challenges that come across us
We like: Yes, please
We been through so many things that you couldn't process
They tried to test me
Me and my girls stayin' stress free
You can tell by the way that we walked in, we awesome
Waltz in, flossin' with everything shining
Walk it, talk it, everything diamonds
They all in the comments, they get the assignment
How many times must we tell 'em that we told 'em?
Gotta let it soak in, welcome to the wolf den
Hittin' it with both ends
Both hands wavin' till it's broken
Both feet kickin' till it's open
