MoonLight
All up in my face
Man you need to knock it off
You ain't bout ta fucking thing
Why the fuck you poppin off
I don't give a fuck bout
Who you came with
All I know is that
I'm leaning with a stick
Like a pimp
That's why I'm leaving with ya bitch
Ever walk underneath the moon light
Ever wonder
what sleeping in a tombs like
Light a few candles
Tryna set the mood right
Street lights on
Time to moves right now
Paranoia got me feeling
Like they plotting
All these drugs In my cup
Got me nodding
You Pussy ass nigga saying nothing
You pussy ass niggas bout nothing
22 like a lighter how I spark him
I keep it 300 like the Spartans
I'm running laps while
You jogging
Hate when a nigga
Got me acting Outta pocket
I'm coming for mine
And everything in ya pocket
So hope ya legs run
As fast as ya mouth did
Killed the pussy ass nigga
Put his head on my wall
Had to mount em
Ever walk underneath the moon light
Ever wonder
What sleeping in a tombs like
Light a few candles
Tryna set the mood right
Street lights on
Time to moves right now
Paranoia got me feeling
Like they plotting
All these drugs In my cup
Got me nodding
You Pussy ass nigga saying nothing
You pussy ass niggas bout nothing
All up in my face
Man you need to knock it off
You ain't bout ta fucking thing
Why the Fuck you poppin off
I don't give a Fuck bout
Who you came with
All I know is that
I'm leaning with a stick
Like a pimp
That's why I'm leaving with ya bitch
I don't give a fuck
What people talking
Cause I walk this
Speeding right past you
While walking
On my way to the top
No slowing down
No breaks no stoping
Said I'd be the one jet lee
Spitting it hotter than a sauna
I'm sweating
Like a toddler in bed
This pussy I'm wetting
No time for women
Married to the game
Y'all invited to the wedding
Ascending
To higher consciousness
Assembly
My colleges
So they can see first hand
Why I'm dominant
Money tall Paul Bunyan
Ya money short looks stunted
Took ya bitch
Got her stunting like the x games
She only Fucks with me
Cause the rest lame
She Good with a stick like jade
No luau but a nigga getting laid
No Nike
Chasing a check
I want a bag
Taking a risk
That why I have
This in the bag
While you're in yours
Killing shit
Where is the coroner
Oh that's ya bitch
Fuck Lil baby I never wanted
But you can have her back
When I'm done with her
Taking that booty
Like a pirate
I plunder her
Only time she down to ride
Is when I'm under her
But that's on some other stuff
I don't give a fuck
What people talking
Cause I walk this
Speeding right past you while walking
On my way to the top
No slowing down
No breaks no stoping
All up in my face
Man you need to knock it off
You ain't bout ta fucking thing
Why the Fuck you poppin off
I don't give a Fuck bout
Who you came with
All I know is that
I'm leaning with a stick
Like a pimp
That's why I'm leaving with ya bitch
Man you need to knock it off
You ain't bout ta fucking thing
Why the fuck you poppin off
I don't give a fuck bout
Who you came with
All I know is that
I'm leaning with a stick
Like a pimp
That's why I'm leaving with ya bitch
Ever walk underneath the moon light
Ever wonder
what sleeping in a tombs like
Light a few candles
Tryna set the mood right
Street lights on
Time to moves right now
Paranoia got me feeling
Like they plotting
All these drugs In my cup
Got me nodding
You Pussy ass nigga saying nothing
You pussy ass niggas bout nothing
22 like a lighter how I spark him
I keep it 300 like the Spartans
I'm running laps while
You jogging
Hate when a nigga
Got me acting Outta pocket
I'm coming for mine
And everything in ya pocket
So hope ya legs run
As fast as ya mouth did
Killed the pussy ass nigga
Put his head on my wall
Had to mount em
Ever walk underneath the moon light
Ever wonder
What sleeping in a tombs like
Light a few candles
Tryna set the mood right
Street lights on
Time to moves right now
Paranoia got me feeling
Like they plotting
All these drugs In my cup
Got me nodding
You Pussy ass nigga saying nothing
You pussy ass niggas bout nothing
All up in my face
Man you need to knock it off
You ain't bout ta fucking thing
Why the Fuck you poppin off
I don't give a Fuck bout
Who you came with
All I know is that
I'm leaning with a stick
Like a pimp
That's why I'm leaving with ya bitch
I don't give a fuck
What people talking
Cause I walk this
Speeding right past you
While walking
On my way to the top
No slowing down
No breaks no stoping
Said I'd be the one jet lee
Spitting it hotter than a sauna
I'm sweating
Like a toddler in bed
This pussy I'm wetting
No time for women
Married to the game
Y'all invited to the wedding
Ascending
To higher consciousness
Assembly
My colleges
So they can see first hand
Why I'm dominant
Money tall Paul Bunyan
Ya money short looks stunted
Took ya bitch
Got her stunting like the x games
She only Fucks with me
Cause the rest lame
She Good with a stick like jade
No luau but a nigga getting laid
No Nike
Chasing a check
I want a bag
Taking a risk
That why I have
This in the bag
While you're in yours
Killing shit
Where is the coroner
Oh that's ya bitch
Fuck Lil baby I never wanted
But you can have her back
When I'm done with her
Taking that booty
Like a pirate
I plunder her
Only time she down to ride
Is when I'm under her
But that's on some other stuff
I don't give a fuck
What people talking
Cause I walk this
Speeding right past you while walking
On my way to the top
No slowing down
No breaks no stoping
All up in my face
Man you need to knock it off
You ain't bout ta fucking thing
Why the Fuck you poppin off
I don't give a Fuck bout
Who you came with
All I know is that
I'm leaning with a stick
Like a pimp
That's why I'm leaving with ya bitch
Credits
Writer(s): Christopher Gauthier
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