On the Moon

Yeah, yeah
Free king slime man, Aye
Up on a moon I just took a shroom
I'm feelin groovy let's get it
Baby I like how ya move birds and the bees
We be up early getting busy
T.I.M.M.I.T
Need I remind ya Nigga
Don't Never forget it ya better remember
Ya hide I'm seek-in & slidin wherever you at
I'ma come find ya Nigga
I know dat you squealed
I know you wasn't real
Cause boy yo time was ticking
A Rollie Patek audemar I want it all
First ima get a lil Richard
Time is money & money is time (T.I.M.M.I.T)
So I got no time for bitches (No time)
Askin me who is who & tryna clock all moves
Told that hoe mind ya biness

Don't ya see I'm ridin around n get it
I keep playa that's pushin & pimpin
Yeah.I'm in my bag like duffle(fashoooo)
Left off the set with a Quavo now take off
My new bitch beauty & I am a beast
I am what I am but I keep It low key
She like how I keep it a g
She play her position so well
Might be worthy to me
So I hit her with that oouu Child (then what)
& now she can't get out her feelings
Channel double C down (yeah yeah)
Anything you want girl you get it
But then dat hoe really start trippin
I had to dismiss her
Gave a 3 day suspension
I told her I'm all bout the principal
Word from the trenches
That nigga Barbaric relentless

Up on a moon I just took a shroom
I'm feelin groovy let's get it
Baby I like how ya move birds and the bees
We be up early getting busy
T.I.M.M.I.T
Need I remind ya Nigga
Don't Never forget it ya better remember
Ya hide I'm seek-in & slidin wherever you at
I'ma come find ya Nigga
I know dat you squealed
I know you wasn't real
Cause boy yo time was ticking
A Rollie Patek audemar I want it all
First ima get a lil Richard
Time is money & money is time (T.I.M.M.I.T)
So I got no time for bitches (No time)
Askin me who is who & tryna clock all moves
Told that hoe mind ya biness

Time is money & money is time
TIMMIT
I get up & grind for a living
Soon soon as I hop out the bed
I'm already makin em mad
I'm tryna check me bag
Im hoardin collecting this cash
Bank account on new balance
Master P No Limit (yeah)
Everyday we bout it
my lil niggas blood thirsty (Red rum)
Yea we Stay mobbing
Wherever whenever it is smoke
I handle that shit like a fireman
Ononomonapia
When I cock da heater
He was 6ft tall now he 6ft deep
Now U sowing what you reap
Keep my ear to the streets
I got that PTSD so I got it on me
Ridin in a S-U-V
Feelin like B-I-G back in Cali
Let a fuck nigga pull up try it
Ima take all that hate and his soul out his body



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Writer(s): Keonte Hill
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