Space Crayonz

[Verse 1: Aiden Scar] They say what are you doin' in that base? I’m just chillin' with my crayons in space Just trust me this ain’t even no race Leave and come back with no inkling of a trace, trace No gravity, backflips, Pat McAfee About to go Disney on this beat Ronnie Radke Watching the world burn like a video game And you still ain’t gonna get no claim My very energetic mother just served us nachos Before we hopped on the ship along with some tacos I know back then that that saying was nine pizzas When we come back be greeted with sеñoritas Yeah I got my crayons in space and it’s floating Can’t get down Dillon Danis no chocking Scartapе out, everyday I’m promoting The next one better you think I’ll be joking Blows it out the water gonna get my drink now Surviving with little oxygen no buts and hows No going back as we went beyond the clouds So far from earth we at the nosebleed part of the crowd [Chorus: Aiden Scar] Crayons in space, these items that I have are doing a chase Crayons in space, these items that I have are chillin' in my face [Verse 2: Imagine Creativity] I jump on the beat then I blow it like I'm Frezia Believe ya the mother fucker movin' like a genius I'm dancing with the stars like I'm Apastron I pull up to the party just to crash it on my Vince Vaughn I had to start this shit from nothing Days and nights, dedicated, no discussion I fucked around and build a nation now I run like a coven Now they askin' what do you got? I don't really know but I'm thinkin' a lot [Bridge: Imagine Creativity] Just give me motherfuckin' one year They'll be like, "How did you get here"? I'm like off my fuckin' meme shit I opened up the curtains and I made it like a seamstress Just give me motherfuckin' one year They'll be askin', "How did you get here"? I'm like off my fuckin' meme shit I opened up the curtains and I made it like a seamstress [Verse 3: Imagine Creativity] "Lights, Camera, Trash, It", like this really fuckin' happened Floating like a planet Give me one shot I'll leave that motherfucker jammin' Cause I'll cut you like my edits That's a J-Bar I stole this next bar But I hit it in like Neymar Sorry Steve but I've been cheifin on that ClownOG Not the weed, paranoia make it where I can't even speak So we're all just, crayons in space Wait, bitch why the fuck you in space wait?