MooNpie CuT
Another one of the stars
I was just calling you to see if
In a Chanel store, is it workin' out for you?
40 carat ring gon' look like foil, no foil
Coupe fast as hell, sittin' still, it's 140 (140)
Teenage exotic in my blunt, it's a fourteen (Fourteen)
Smokin' out the bag, he think he Wiz Khalifa (Burnin', no)
My bitch bad and she move, [?] (Yeah)
I'm not finna argue, her neck cold like Argentina (Yep)
Ice on her neck and wrist, it's a icy lake (Lake)
Bad bitch in a Tesla truck, she rock a smile, (Smile)
Bad bitch woke up in a Tesla truck, I'm in some mo' (Some mo')
When she start trippin', talkin' shit, it smell (Smell)
When she start trippin, talkin' 'bout ish, then it smell
My bitch stomach flat, envelope, it's mail (Mail)
She got three different designers on her, get the mail (Mail)
Gucci, Louis and Prada on me, get the mail (Mail)
Bitch got diamonds on her finger with a moonpie cut (Cut)
In the Ford, don't feel like settin' off, I ain't movin' 'till I like the song
Ice bright like a LED, you know the lights was on
Pants exotic but it still don't mean I like yo' (Yo)
Four door rap, dirty rice, south [?]
When that AK come out, seperatin' y'all [?]
Bitch tried to swipe my photo like a debit but she missed
Bad bitch with me, I'm glad that we collided
I was just calling you to see if
In a Chanel store, is it workin' out for you?
40 carat ring gon' look like foil, no foil
Coupe fast as hell, sittin' still, it's 140 (140)
Teenage exotic in my blunt, it's a fourteen (Fourteen)
Smokin' out the bag, he think he Wiz Khalifa (Burnin', no)
My bitch bad and she move, [?] (Yeah)
I'm not finna argue, her neck cold like Argentina (Yep)
Ice on her neck and wrist, it's a icy lake (Lake)
Bad bitch in a Tesla truck, she rock a smile, (Smile)
Bad bitch woke up in a Tesla truck, I'm in some mo' (Some mo')
When she start trippin', talkin' shit, it smell (Smell)
When she start trippin, talkin' 'bout ish, then it smell
My bitch stomach flat, envelope, it's mail (Mail)
She got three different designers on her, get the mail (Mail)
Gucci, Louis and Prada on me, get the mail (Mail)
Bitch got diamonds on her finger with a moonpie cut (Cut)
In the Ford, don't feel like settin' off, I ain't movin' 'till I like the song
Ice bright like a LED, you know the lights was on
Pants exotic but it still don't mean I like yo' (Yo)
Four door rap, dirty rice, south [?]
When that AK come out, seperatin' y'all [?]
Bitch tried to swipe my photo like a debit but she missed
Bad bitch with me, I'm glad that we collided
Credits
Writer(s): Valee Taylor, Stan Lane
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