SPACEDIP
Ok like this is how I pulled up in my spaceship
I fucked yo' bitch she told me "take me to your spacecrib!"
I hit a button, disappeared I had to spacedip
I hit a button, disappeared I had to spacedip
Act like activists are workouts
Shit I been doin' burpies
Tryn' avoid a burn out
But I guess it's back to work now
(Back to work now)
I been sleepin' in not witnessin' the world has burnt down
Float 'round in my disc
Boy got no clue, he got no gist
I'm on yo' bitch, she like my jizz
And when I shoot, you know I
Swish
I don't play ball, I shoot the 3 and I don't
Miss
I got hella stacks, ain't got no diamons on my
Wrist
Pop out of thin air like magic, she think I'm a genie
I said "it's technology", she won't believe me
She changing her mans 'cause he wanted to be me
All my pockets sumo
(That's right)
You stupid bitch
Reverse this shit like Uno
Now your bitch is my bitch
(I) I went out for eons
Still don't fuck with elon
I could oil the sea up
I could burn the trees down
Still lost all my feelings
Still be fallin' freely really
But bet i go tragic
I am an avid
Lover of acid
(I'm boutta fuck this beat up)
Boy you fucked up
You need good luck
I got moonrock
He got hooked up
Like a black hole
She got good suck
But I'm FTL
Boy I'm FTL
You can try to catch up but my ship is FTL
This is how I pulled up in my spaceship
I fucked yo' bitch she told me "take me to your spacecrib!"
I hit a button, disappeared I had to spacedip
I hit a button, disappeared I had to spacedip
(This) This is how I pulled up in my spaceship
I fucked yo' bitch she told me "take me to your spacecrib!"
I hit a button, disappeared I had to spacedip
I hit a button, disappeared I had to spacedip
Yeah, uhh, see your bitch I might smash
And she look out the window, just when I'm flyin' right past
And she, text me, like "wtf was that?!?"
Said it looked like a saucer
I told her it was just that
I'm like aah aah aah
Lemme feel like Batman
'Cause I fuck that boy up
Turn that boy to Flat Stan, he ain't
Seen nothin' like me
On this Earth
And he won't
For a while
'Cause I'm off of this turf, uh huh.
Serve 'em up, like platters
Won't catch me with a ring, like Saturn
Love or a spacethot, I'm choosing the latter
Levitate top, I don't need no ladder
Yet I fuck up a song, with my Razer DeathAdder
Make a Earth-bitch cry
Man I got a death ray, watch a Earth get fried
(Put, put, put)
Put him in a hearse, bitch die
And he tried, to apologize
I told him "is 'ight"
Then I
Then I pull up I'm in gear
Spaceship rears like you been whippin' the leer
Melted motherfucka 'tween the ears
He was flyin' round here
Shot him when he dropped his gears
You wont ever breath our air
Like get the fuck out atmopshere
Been spaced out tryna cope
Takin' a psychedelic dose
Look at my coat it got badges skeleton war
Packin' a pole
Stabbin' the goat
I been active offa this dope
I been actin like i been slow
Pickin a pack but I'm pickin up rope, yuh
I fucked yo' bitch she told me "take me to your spacecrib!"
I hit a button, disappeared I had to spacedip
I hit a button, disappeared I had to spacedip
Act like activists are workouts
Shit I been doin' burpies
Tryn' avoid a burn out
But I guess it's back to work now
(Back to work now)
I been sleepin' in not witnessin' the world has burnt down
Float 'round in my disc
Boy got no clue, he got no gist
I'm on yo' bitch, she like my jizz
And when I shoot, you know I
Swish
I don't play ball, I shoot the 3 and I don't
Miss
I got hella stacks, ain't got no diamons on my
Wrist
Pop out of thin air like magic, she think I'm a genie
I said "it's technology", she won't believe me
She changing her mans 'cause he wanted to be me
All my pockets sumo
(That's right)
You stupid bitch
Reverse this shit like Uno
Now your bitch is my bitch
(I) I went out for eons
Still don't fuck with elon
I could oil the sea up
I could burn the trees down
Still lost all my feelings
Still be fallin' freely really
But bet i go tragic
I am an avid
Lover of acid
(I'm boutta fuck this beat up)
Boy you fucked up
You need good luck
I got moonrock
He got hooked up
Like a black hole
She got good suck
But I'm FTL
Boy I'm FTL
You can try to catch up but my ship is FTL
This is how I pulled up in my spaceship
I fucked yo' bitch she told me "take me to your spacecrib!"
I hit a button, disappeared I had to spacedip
I hit a button, disappeared I had to spacedip
(This) This is how I pulled up in my spaceship
I fucked yo' bitch she told me "take me to your spacecrib!"
I hit a button, disappeared I had to spacedip
I hit a button, disappeared I had to spacedip
Yeah, uhh, see your bitch I might smash
And she look out the window, just when I'm flyin' right past
And she, text me, like "wtf was that?!?"
Said it looked like a saucer
I told her it was just that
I'm like aah aah aah
Lemme feel like Batman
'Cause I fuck that boy up
Turn that boy to Flat Stan, he ain't
Seen nothin' like me
On this Earth
And he won't
For a while
'Cause I'm off of this turf, uh huh.
Serve 'em up, like platters
Won't catch me with a ring, like Saturn
Love or a spacethot, I'm choosing the latter
Levitate top, I don't need no ladder
Yet I fuck up a song, with my Razer DeathAdder
Make a Earth-bitch cry
Man I got a death ray, watch a Earth get fried
(Put, put, put)
Put him in a hearse, bitch die
And he tried, to apologize
I told him "is 'ight"
Then I
Then I pull up I'm in gear
Spaceship rears like you been whippin' the leer
Melted motherfucka 'tween the ears
He was flyin' round here
Shot him when he dropped his gears
You wont ever breath our air
Like get the fuck out atmopshere
Been spaced out tryna cope
Takin' a psychedelic dose
Look at my coat it got badges skeleton war
Packin' a pole
Stabbin' the goat
I been active offa this dope
I been actin like i been slow
Pickin a pack but I'm pickin up rope, yuh
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