Out in Space
Wiz Khalifa Lyrics


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Stackin' my paper up, no, I ain't make enough
Not like these niggas, I smoke when I'm wakin' up
No, I ain't fake enough, money I'm rakin' up
Time I ain't takin up, got ya girl bakin' up
Yo' bed she makin' up, my crib, I'm takin' up
Pillow, her face in there, whole lot of space in 'em
My car, I'm racin' it, crash and replacin' it
Don't put the basics in, smokin' the face in it
Came from the bottom, I know where the basement is
Real G's movin' silent, my niggas are dangerous
Smoke every day and I don't miss a plane
Stack everythin' at the club, make it rain
Got a new broad and she gettin' me paid
Fuck niggas hate, guess that comes with the game

Got a new car and a bust down
I was down bad, but I'm up now
When I puff loud, when I come 'round
And we just met, she in love now
I'm a straight player, I don't cuff now
I get to the bag,I just run 'round
I'm on KK, I need one pound
When I call the play, it's a touchdown
I'ma beat it down, money, need a pile of it
Blowin' strong and I even fly with it
Team that I'm with, they don't violate it
Got a man, but she good at hidin' it
Say she can't get enough, late night, I hit her up
Smokin', not drinkin', so I'm 'bout to pick her up
Had me one rolled, soon as her nigga left
Love when I choke, don't let her get a breath

Stackin' my paper up, no, I ain't make enough
Not like these niggas, I smoke when I'm wakin' up
No, I ain't fake enough, money I'm rakin' up
Time I ain't takin up, got ya girl bakin' up
Yo' bed she makin' up, my crib, I'm takin' up
Pillow, her face in there, whole lot of space in 'em
My car, I'm racin' it, crash and replacin' it
Don't put the basics in, smokin' the face in it
Came from the bottom, I know where the basement is
Real G's movin' silent, my niggas are dangerous
Smoke every day and I don't miss a plane
Stack everythin' at the club, make it rain
Got a new broad and she gettin' me paid
Fuck niggas hate, guess that comes with the game

(Quavo, whoa)
Connect, that my cookie, that's what Huncho rollin' up
Walk around, take out good nut, kick his double cup
Offset so crazy, you might end up poured up (pour 'em up)
Lookin' for your bitch, she out somewhere cuddled up
Circle is tight, look like a huddle up
Tryna get right, young nigga, double up (double up)
I paid for the bitch to go get a new tummy tuck
Can't come in first, we don't remember runner-ups
Walk in the club with my motherfuckin' burner tuck (burner tuck, grrah)
I am your leader, your favorite achiever
I bought the baguettes, the pave is cheaper
Quavo Huncho, I'm trappin' with Wiz Khalifa

Stackin' my paper up, no, I ain't make enough
Not like these niggas, I smoke when I'm wakin' up
No, I ain't fake enough, money I'm rakin' up
Time I ain't takin up, got ya girl bakin' up
Yo' bed she makin' up, my crib, I'm takin' up
Pillow, her face in there, whole lot of space in 'em
My car, I'm racin' it, crash and replacin' it
Don't put the basics in, smokin' the face in it
Came from the bottom, I know where the basement is
Real G's movin' silent, my niggas are dangerous
Smoke every day and I don't miss a plane
Stack everythin' at the club, make it rain
Got a new broad and she gettin' me paid
Fuck niggas hate, guess that comes with the game





(Jerm on the boards)

Overall Meaning

The lyrics to Wiz Khalifa's and Quavo's song "Out in Space" is about their luxurious lifestyles, smoking weed, and making money. The song talks about their cars, homes, women, and how they stack up their money. Wiz Khalifa raps about how he is constantly working hard to build up his wealth, which is not yet enough. He smokes weed early in the morning and spends his time stacking up more money, which he brags about having much more than other rappers. He also boasts about how he doesn't waste his time and how other men's women "bake" in his bed while their men are not around.


Quavo, in his verse, is talking about his luxurious lifestyle as well. He talks about his opulent lifestyle, smoking weed and drinking. He mentions his entourage, saying they are tight-knit and like a huddle. He is a leader and claims to have bought the most expensive jewelry. He says he and Wiz Khalifa are trapping together.


Overall, the song is about living a lavish lifestyle of getting high, making money, and having expensive material possessions. It is a typical rap song about wealth and living an extravagant lifestyle.


Line by Line Meaning

Stackin' my paper up, no, I ain't make enough
I'm making money, but I still need more to meet my goals


Not like these niggas, I smoke when I'm wakin' up
I smoke weed early in the morning, unlike others


No, I ain't fake enough, money I'm rakin' up
I'm not pretending to be someone else, just making more money


Time I ain't takin up, got ya girl bakin' up
I'm not wasting my time, but instead having another man's girl please me


Yo' bed she makin' up, my crib, I'm takin' up
She's fixing your bed, while I'm living in my own spot


Pillow, her face in there, whole lot of space in 'em
My girls take up the majority of space in the bed


My car, I'm racin' it, crash and replacin' it
I drive fast and if I crash, I'll just buy another car


Don't put the basics in, smokin' the face in it
I don't mix my weed, I just smoke it straight


Came from the bottom, I know where the basement is
I came from a rough start, so I know how to hustle my way up


Real G's movin' silent, my niggas are dangerous
My real friends don't brag or talk, they just handle their business aggressively


Smoke every day and I don't miss a plane
I smoke weed every day and never miss a flight


Stack everythin' at the club, make it rain
I spend extravagantly at the club, making it rain


Got a new broad and she gettin' me paid
I have a new girl who's bringing in money for me


Fuck niggas hate, guess that comes with the game
Some people will hate on me, but it's just part of the game


Got a new car and a bust down
I got a new car and a fancy watch


I was down bad, but I'm up now
I used to be in a tough spot, but now I'm doing well


When I puff loud, when I come 'round
When I smoke weed, everyone knows it


And we just met, she in love now
I just met this girl, but she already loves me


I'm a straight player, I don't cuff now
I'm not looking for a committed relationship


I get to the bag,I just run 'round
I focus on making more money and just move quickly to do it


I'm on KK, I need one pound
I'm smoking a specific strain of weed and I want a lot of it


When I call the play, it's a touchdown
When I make a decision, it's always successful


I'ma beat it down, money, need a pile of it
I'm having sex and I always need more money


Blowin' strong and I even fly with it
I smoke weed that's so strong, I even take it on flights


Team that I'm with, they don't violate it
My crew doesn't mess around, they're loyal to me


Got a man, but she good at hidin' it
She's cheating on her man with me, but she's good at hiding it


Say she can't get enough, late night, I hit her up
She can't resist me and I call her late at night


Smokin', not drinkin', so I'm 'bout to pick her up
I don't drink, but I'll come pick her up to smoke some weed


Had me one rolled, soon as her nigga left
As soon as her man left, I already had a joint rolled up


Love when I choke, don't let her get a breath
I like having rough sex and don't let her catch her breath


Connect, that my cookie, that's what Huncho rollin' up
I have a good weed connection and I'm rolling it myself


Walk around, take out good nut, kick his double cup
I walk around and enjoy the good life, while kicking the cup of someone who's not


Offset so crazy, you might end up poured up (pour 'em up)
My friend Offset is wild, he might end up pouring your drink on you


Lookin' for your bitch, she out somewhere cuddled up
Your girl is with me, cuddled up somewhere


Circle is tight, look like a huddle up
My group is very organized and looks like a football huddle


Tryna get right, young nigga, double up (double up)
I'm trying to get ahead in life and make twice as much money


I paid for the bitch to go get a new tummy tuck
I paid for my girl to get a cosmetic surgery


Can't come in first, we don't remember runner-ups
We're always winning, we don't even remember second place


Walk in the club with my motherfuckin' burner tuck (burner tuck, grrah)
I have a gun on me when I go out to the club


I am your leader, your favorite achiever
I am the leader in this game and your favorite person who succeeds


I bought the baguettes, the pave is cheaper
I bought expensive jewelry, but got a discount


Quavo Huncho, I'm trappin' with Wiz Khalifa
I'm making money with Wiz Khalifa and I'm Quavo Huncho




Lyrics © BMG Rights Management, Universal Music Publishing Group, Warner Chappell Music, Inc.
Written by: Cameron Jibril Thomaz, Jackson Card, Jeremy Kulousek, Mike G. Dean, Quavious Keyate Marshall

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[Chorus: Wiz Khalifa]
Stackin' my paper up, no, I don't make enough
All of these niggas, I smoke when I'm wakin' up
No, I ain't fake enough, money I'm rakin' up
Tell 'em I ain't takin up, got ya girl bakin' up
Yo bitch, she makin' up, my crib, I'm takin' up
Pillow, her face in there, whole lot of space in 'em
My car, I'm racin' it, crash and replacin' it
Don't put the basics in, smokin' the face in it
Came from the bottom, I know where the basement is
Real G's movin' silent, my niggas are dangerous
Smoke every day and I don't miss a plane
Stack everythin' at the club, make it rain
Got a new broad and she gettin' me paid
Fuck niggas hate, guess that comes with the game




[Verse 1: Wiz Khalifa]
Got a new car and a bust down
I was down bad, but I'm up now
When I buff, now loud, when I come 'round
And we just met, she in love now
I'm a straight player, I don't cuff now
I get to the bag, got this run round
I'm on KK, I've been one pound
When I call the play, it's a touchdown
I'ma beat it down, money
Eat a pile of it, blowin' strong and I even fly with it
Team that I'm with, they don't violate it
Got a man, but she couldn't hide it
Say she can't get enough, late night, I hit her up
Smokin', not drinkin', so I'm 'bout to pick her up
Had me one roll, soon as her nigga left
Life and I choke or don't let her get a breath




[Chorus: Wiz Khalifa & Quavo]
Stackin' my paper up, no, I don't make enough
All of these niggas, I smoke when I'm wakin' up
No, I ain't fake enough, money I'm rakin' up
Tell 'em I ain't takin up, got ya girl bakin' up
Yo bitch, she makin' up, my crib, I'm takin' up
Pillow, her face in there, whole lot of space in 'em
My car, I'm racin' it, crash and replacin' it
Don't put the basics in, smokin' the face in it
Came from the bottom, I know where the basement is
Real G's movin' silent, my niggas are dangerous
Smoke every day and I don't miss a plane
Stack everythin' at the club, make it rain
Got a new broad and she gettin' me paid
Fuck niggas hate, guess that comes with the game (Quavo, woah)




[Verse 2: Quavo]
Connect that with my cookie, that's what Huncho rollin' up
Walk around, take out this nut, kick out this double cup
Offset so crazy, you might end up polled up (Poll 'em up)
Lookin' for your bitch, she askin' for cuddle up
Circle is tight, look like a huddle up
Tryna get right, young nigga, double up (Double up)
I paid for the bitch to go get a new tummy tuck
Can't come in first, we don't remember runner-ups
Walk in the club with my motherfuckin' burner tux (Burner tux, grrah!)
I am your leader, your favorite achiever
I bought the biggest, the private is cheaper
Quavo Huncho, I'm trappin' with Wiz Khalifa




[Chorus: Wiz Khalifa]
Stackin' my paper up, no, I don't make enough
All of these niggas, I smoke when I'm wakin' up
No, I ain't fake enough, money I'm rakin' up
Tell 'em I ain't takin up, got ya girl bakin' up
Yo bitch, she makin' up, my crib, I'm takin' up
Pillow, her face in there, whole lot of space in 'em
My car, I'm racin' it, crash and replacin' it
Don't put the basics in, smokin' the face in it
Came from the bottom, I know where the basement is
Real G's movin' silent, my niggas are dangerous
Smoke every day and I don't miss a plane
Stack everythin' at the club, make it rain
Got a new broad and she gettin' me paid
Fuck niggas hate, guess that comes with the game




[Outro]
Do you want more? Do you want some more?



All comments from YouTube:

Jake McGee

BEEN WAITING FOR THIS SONG SINCE THE DAYTODAY

Liam Connor

YES!!

Jack Winters

I fuck with this new wiz style even tho I love og wiz

JBooth

Finally haha

Hugo Demetríus

Yeah yup 🤟🏾

Punchypanda45

FAX!!!

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BIEL2K23

Quando o Quavo estava em tudo e em todo lugar ao mesmo tempo ❤

BIEL2K23

Eu amo a voz e os adlibis do Quavo ❤deixa a música tão zemm🍃🕹ele sabe jogar o game🎮♥️

queen V

Quavo never disappoints us

Fly Ty

Smooth Trap rapper

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