CORRECT LYRICS
Lyrics : Space Cakes (bonus)
MOON GRAVITY
Buy these moon shoes
At 1-888-645-Waste your money
Verse 1: Kevvie3TM
Myself, Covid, Tom got in common
Ima need Myspace and we won't have problems
Speaking on it often and it seems to be the topic
Like a cross walk with the red hand
I’m going for the high five
Hit the liquor store and get the high life
I don’t play the side line
Listening to sublime
Ima need the salt and lime to go with the corona
Yeah they f**k with the persona in the crib ima loner
In thе hood cops circle the block like Daytona
Whoopdy whoop I’m in thе coupe
Headed to mars
The only bars that are open are the ones that im spitting
You know that I’m sippin and talking crazy this how we living
I get it I get it like hold up a minute I need a break
f**k it I said that I got it and ain't nobody telling me different
This how ima send it b*t*h I’m independent
I’m gonna take it right off of the dome
Yelling kevin b*t*h I’m home alone
Give me room so I can go off
Open sign with Olaf
Swimmers lungs never getting tired ima show off
Degenerate
First class accounted and seated
And all the things that I been going through are feeling depleted Heated like the concrete in the middle of summer
Yeah you waiting your turn like DMV to pull your number
We innovative shots fire white tee still clean
You throwing money at the problem b*t*h I’m still me
Verse 2: ibeshocker
Ima spend another summer in the riviera
Rollin weed on my MacBook man that’s high Sierra
Everybody bringing problems but I’m all about solutions
Solving issues with my ex was my New Years resolution
Man I treat the game like mathematics
Flip the script like Acrobatics
Mix mastered engineer that sh*t just come automatic
Hit the homie mini up to shoot something cinematic
Ima shock the world is you ready to feel the static?
I don’t think they really are
They spending all their money flexin buyin out the mini bar
Tryna lyft their spirits up cuz they don’t got a car
Gassin up the right ppl, but you're not getting far
I see the vision crystal clear like a new pair of lenses
My taste is expensive I want all the benzes
On a good day, Corolla feelin like a rarri
I’m the next gen
And you nothing but Atari
So sorry hater sorry what the f**k do you mean?
I just got me a crib that’s right next to supreme
And that Dave’s chicken
You know I’m steady kitchen shiftin
Cookin up that fire whipping it up like Chrissy Tegen
Outro skit: (ibeshocker & Kevvie3TM)
Sooooo sunny
Why'd you come all the away across the nebula just to f**k my b*t*h?
I f**ked YOUR b*t*h?
Noooo. No.. YES SIR
YOU came to EARTH and tried to f**k MY b*t*h
NO! No. Never that
You know what... I did f**k your b*t*h..
AHHHH YOU DOG YOU AHAH
OH MY GODDDD AHAHAHA
Well damn
Buy these moon shoes
At 1-888-645-Waste your money
Verse 1: Kevvie3TM
Myself, Covid, Tom got in common
Ima need Myspace and we won't have problems
Speaking on it often and it seems to be the topic
Like a cross walk with the red hand
I’m going for the high five
Hit the liquor store and get the high life
I don’t play the side line
Listening to sublime
Ima need the salt and lime to go with the corona
Yeah they f**k with the persona in the crib ima loner
In thе hood cops circle the block like Daytona
Whoopdy whoop I’m in thе coupe
Headed to mars
The only bars that are open are the ones that im spitting
You know that I’m sippin and talking crazy this how we living
I get it I get it like hold up a minute I need a break
f**k it I said that I got it and ain't nobody telling me different
This how ima send it b*t*h I’m independent
I’m gonna take it right off of the dome
Yelling kevin b*t*h I’m home alone
Give me room so I can go off
Open sign with Olaf
Swimmers lungs never getting tired ima show off
Degenerate
First class accounted and seated
And all the things that I been going through are feeling depleted Heated like the concrete in the middle of summer
Yeah you waiting your turn like DMV to pull your number
We innovative shots fire white tee still clean
You throwing money at the problem b*t*h I’m still me
Verse 2: ibeshocker
Ima spend another summer in the riviera
Rollin weed on my MacBook man that’s high Sierra
Everybody bringing problems but I’m all about solutions
Solving issues with my ex was my New Years resolution
Man I treat the game like mathematics
Flip the script like Acrobatics
Mix mastered engineer that sh*t just come automatic
Hit the homie mini up to shoot something cinematic
Ima shock the world is you ready to feel the static?
I don’t think they really are
They spending all their money flexin buyin out the mini bar
Tryna lyft their spirits up cuz they don’t got a car
Gassin up the right ppl, but you're not getting far
I see the vision crystal clear like a new pair of lenses
My taste is expensive I want all the benzes
On a good day, Corolla feelin like a rarri
I’m the next gen
And you nothing but Atari
So sorry hater sorry what the f**k do you mean?
I just got me a crib that’s right next to supreme
And that Dave’s chicken
You know I’m steady kitchen shiftin
Cookin up that fire whipping it up like Chrissy Tegen
Outro skit: (ibeshocker & Kevvie3TM)
Sooooo sunny
Why'd you come all the away across the nebula just to f**k my b*t*h?
I f**ked YOUR b*t*h?
Noooo. No.. YES SIR
YOU came to EARTH and tried to f**k MY b*t*h
NO! No. Never that
You know what... I did f**k your b*t*h..
AHHHH YOU DOG YOU AHAH
OH MY GODDDD AHAHAHA
Well damn
