SPACESHIP ROCKET

[Producer Tag: TREETIME]
TREETIME (TREETIME)

[Intro: PE$O PETE & simflower]
This shit so hard (*Coughing*)
Wow, wow (Who the fuck is PE$O PE—)
Your mom looks like, dental floss
That's been used about like, eight times, bro' (That's been used about like, eight times, bro')
Oh my god, she's gross (Oh my god, she's gross)
Heh, anyways (Heh, anyways)
Uh, uh (Uh, uh)
Spaceship rocket, rupies in my wallet (Big boy, big boy)
Huh? Huh? Huh? Nike logo pocket (Ooh)
At your neck like locket (I swear to God)
Rip it red like [?] ([?])
Oh, aye!
Damn! Damn!

[Tag: PE$O PETE & [?]]
PE$O, what the fu—

[Chorus: PE$O PETE]
Spaceship rocket, rupies in my wallet (Aye! Cash)
Nike logo pocket (Aye!)
At your neck like locket (Woah)
Spaceship rocket, rupiеs in my wallet (Money)
Nike logo pockеt
At your neck like locket (CTC, lock it up!)

[Verse 1: CTC, PE$O PETE, TREETIME, & Liberace]
You was my dog, we fell out like red rocket (Aye)
Now you a snitchin', that shit outta pocket (Nah)
I send my shootas like I'm Houston Rockets
Like Trevor, he came with the Glock
And I'll remember you like I'm Sarah McLachlan
Not with the snitchin', I'm not with the gossip (Yuh)
Smell like fish, turn your ass into unagi
I'm cookin', James Harden, I'm saucin', James Harden
She want the D', then I reverse James Harden (Sauce, sauce, sauce, sauce)
So many O's in my hand, do I got 'em (Aye)
So many straps like I came from Benghazi
So many cars I got on my [?]
Keep sendin' them bottles, one sip to the bottom ([?] shit)
I'm schemin' and plottin' like Hillary Rodham
Got three bitches wilin' (Uh-huh)
Yo, that is yo' daughter, she came onto me like Reverse Bill Cosby, huh? (Perhaps the most famous classic, yeah, yeah, yeah)

[Chorus: PE$O PETE & CTC]
Spaceship rocket, rupies in my wallet (Cash, hm-hm?)
Nike logo pocket (Aye! Hm-Hm?)
At your neck like locket (Brr!)
Spaceship rocket, rupies in my wallet (Money, hm-hm?)
Nike logo pocket (Yeah, hm-hm?)
At your neck like locket (Okay)

[Verse 2: PE$O PETE, Matt Houston, TREETIME, & Liberace]
Spaceship coupé, chicken noodle soup (Skrrt! Yummy!)
Your bitch eat my fruit, shove my dick up in her loom
'Cause I'm a muhfuckin' monster when I hop on beat (Aye)
PETER picked a pepper, never let up with the heat (Woah)
Lemon-lime, dirty [?], never clean, pockets on money, shit lookin' evergreen ([?], money)
Pussy pink like a double cup of lean, uh, yeah, she like it when I scream (Huh?)
Matty Houston, CTC, and the boy, PE$O PETE (Huh? Huh?)
So I'm never lettin' up, so you know we wet it up (Huh? Huh?)
Nike, how I just gon' do it, so you know I'm checkin' up (Yeah, yeah, perhaps the most famous classic, damn)

[Verse 3: Matt Houston]
Game locked up, in a cellar, flex on me? Boy, you would never
Teach your bitch tricks, then don't speak to her, I might as well be Penn & Teller
You like Lost Woods, I'm Water Temple, I just go hard, on another level
And my new whip is out of this world, make me feel like McConnor, [?]
I run it up, different dimensions, I got all this cat in my mentions, the Louie fit vicious
The drip got me sweatin', I tell a hoe, "I don't know shit to a peasant", feel blessed by my presence
And she say I'm sensei, so I give her lessons, I rap 'bout my dreams and I get on my steppin'
I'm flossin', might flex on my dentist, the swagger on infinite, LMTLESS rappin'
Take away from the shit, there ain't no need to question
Talk shit, then get kicked by the Timbs, leave impressions
You mad [?], do not take no more [?]
Look sweet as a biscuit, [?] how you dressin', get sauced out