MOON (feat. Poli$y)

(I admit she played me like a fool)

(About you)

Ouuu
These drugs they taking me to the moon
Need to stop thinking about you
I admit she played me like a fool
Ain't know what to do
But I'm cool
That shit ain't phase me it hurt you
Stuck in the past no Mark two
Bigger the bag the more juice
My baby bad, bad, bad

Shawty like Gucci and Prada
Birkin with dollars
That's when she fell in love
I ain't involved with the oppas
But we got choppas
Play and Mel gon bust
She fly like Murcielago
Sipping the bottle
Falling into lust
Slow down I'm kicking the throttle
Whipping the Tahoe
Turn us into dust

I need to focus on doubling up
I need to focus on stacking the dubs
Ruthless can't give a fuck
If the shoe fits then catch a slug
Can't argue w niggas I'm making enough
6 figures or more need that so what
In the 4 door big body truck
Limo tint so you can't see us
Ain't no Hopping in
Unless you came from the mud
No new friends can't blame me oh
Mama won't catch me pushing daisies no
I'm super wavy bro
Bad bitch give me fellatio
Average she is the latest hoe
Adding up and taking dough
Sorry had to let you go

Ohh had to let you go
Before I let you know
Y'all don't want no smoke
No I'm not taking dope
You better play your role
I'm finna take control
Don't wanna lose your soul
I'm not bout to save no hoe

Shawty she badder than bad
She get to a bag
She got her own whip
She swimming in cash
Use to them rags
Want riches and raf
I live in the future
With you on my past
Don't come back when you see the cash
Gave you my all take it out like it's trash
Love is fake
Love is real
I don't want you so now I got to dash
I know I done seen it all before
Took you shopping every single store
You ain't think about me when I'm poor
All of my attention that you used
Now how we post to make it
Issue I was chasin
See you as a stranger
I don't need no one that's basic

Ouuu
These drugs they taking me to the moon
Need to stop thinking about you
I admit she played me like a fool
Ain't know what to do
But I'm cool
That shit ain't phase me it hurt you
Stuck in the past no Mark two
Bigger the bag the more juice
My baby bad, bad, bad



Credits
Writer(s): Chop Collins
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