Space Boots

[Intro: Bryant Taylorr]
Hol' up, mmm
Whats up? Yeah

[Verse 1: Bryant Taylorr]
I'm on another wave, tryna get back to the back of the ocean
I'm on another page, puttin' the pen on the pad, I'm a poet
Lettin' it go today, I put the blunt to my lip and I smoke it
Sit in a room, throw on some tunes, pour me a glass of that potion
Don't need none of that commotion
Get a grip on your emotions
Don't wanna be difficult, I need residual
I need the space on my rocket ship (Rocket ship)
Flip me some cake and I pocket it (Pocket it)
Flip me some cake and I pocket it (Pocket it)
Don't wanna be difficult, I need residual
I need the space on my rocket ship, yeah

[Chorus: Bryant Taylorr & Tim Gent]
Oh, this is what is feels like
Rockin' my space boots, yeah
This is what it feels like (Yeah, uh, yeah, uh)

[Verse 2: Tim Gent]
I couldn't find one reason why I shouldn't be out here livin' my better life (Yeah)
And I see lil' shawty, she got it, I want it, and honestly, I'm 'bout to tell her why
I'm handsome, I'm Black, and I'm hella fly
And she got an aura that's way too adorable
Say she from Portugal, but she ain't speakin' no Portuguese
I got a bite and a nibble, she clappin' for me like a nigga was Hercules
She like a nutty professor, impressed with her head, I can tell she's studied
But I ain't here for the cuffing (Nuh-uh)
We on the ozone, the sticky-icky
I'm about to get me a lil' cuddy
'Bout to get me a lil' cuddy, oh yeah

[Chorus: Bryant Taylorr]
(Yeah)
Oh, this is what is feels like (Yeah, what it feels like)
Rockin' my space boots, yeah
This is what it feels like (This is what it feels like)