Adventure Time & Space Ships lyrics

(Verse 1: Lil Lyko)
Yea, yea, YEA, YEA!
b*tches tryna collect all of my cash yea (Cha-Ching)
But that sh*t is endless and you know that I am packed yea
All of these dumb dummies dont even know where i am at (facts)
Hittin' on a bowl and you know that sh*t mutha f*ckin smacked
Thas why I got my mic an im finna mf rap changing up my flow an you know im finna rap twice as fast
Man i am telling you that i am back, dont like raisins pus*y b*tch that sh*t is f*cking ass I would rather fall to the ground wit a mini heart attack lookin like a whole crack head I ain't into all a dat man im f*ckin happy ion care about the f*ckin past
Comin back, to the lab, finna cook another batch, record and blasting up on my mf tracks
Anyone selling some fake sh*t is f*cking cap
Gettin caught, selling some vape sh*t instead of dabs

(Vеrse 2: danny zonedOUT)
Zonin' off a the morning joint
f*ck it ill dеstroy every other rapper to prove a point
Damn i'm so annoyed that my mind is stuck in a hopeless void, my demon's got a voice i stay high so I can avoid the noise
My b*tch stay thick, punk rock shawty wit the f*ckin pink guages an tie-dye bracelates an she like smokin weed adventure time an space ships plus her pus*y amazing pray she the one i lay with
When i die
My name will be heard from across the nation this danny boy on the throne will never be no replacements an i ain't got the patience im bout to get out the basement last year was who first who next to come up to take it

(Verse 3: Lil Lyko)
Do not make a deal wit me unless you wanna get smacked
Thats if you decide to turn on me you could get cash
Take the stuff then sell it give me half thats a wrap
Ship supply across the country gettin big stacks
Ship it twice get it multiplied thats big maths
But i ain't new to this game i ain't big shaq
Pull up to the spot hoppin out wit my gas mask
In a match get the gas packed smoke the whole stash
An i got a gat kill the rats gettin payed back
Made the wage stack f*ckin hoes til they guts mad
(Verse 4: danny zonedOUT)
Uh
Catch em off guard ima hit em with an armbar
b*tch im on par like i pull up in a golf cart
Dodging the security for snatchin outta walmart
Transformers b*tch we pull up and let it all spark
Makin christmas movies wit my girl an not no hall mart
Ima spike the game like i hit the b*tch wit a lawn dart
This sh*t ain't for money im doing this sh*t wit all heart
Keep my props a legend for making sure that my bars sharp
Smokin weed in proportions, too paranoid to perform
And im bout to settle the scores
Cos i think my styles matured
An im bout to f*ck up disortin
Cos im finished being ignored
And if you askin us for some
More than just listen for the distortion