Moscato Lyrics

They like the girls and Moscato it bring

Living the dream they be needing my fame

Meeting new people they bring up my name

I barely know you just met you today

Making up stories you lie on my grave

Came up from torment I cannot behave

Boutta go orbit off money from WAYS

Saying you need me I cannot relate

Please, they love the way I slide on the beat sounding so smooth

I may repeat, all of my needs the shit that I want is outta my room

Need therapy, help me to see but dammit I'm dead set, uh

Working for the check I ain't get yet, uh

Talking all that shit I ain't bleed yet, uh

Showing off yo chains with a V neck, uh

That shit is cringe, I put that on kin

My Barbie is sweet, send her some flowers from Quinn

Back out in Philly I do it again and again and again

Show her I love her you call me a simp but dammit I am

Give her a crown like she is Diane, I do it for the simple fact that I can, yuh woah

They like the girls and Moscato it bring

Living the dream they be needing my fame

Meeting new people they bring up my name

I barely know you just met you today

Making up stories you lie on my grave

Came up from torment I cannot behave

Boutta go orbit off money from WAYS

Saying you need me I cannot relate

She hit my phone at 8, we linking like never, yuh

Feel like I'm Abe, just being honest gotta girl that is better, yuh

All of the sudden you people a burden I'm turning my phone off again

Speaking my mind they hate in real time they all at my neck

I just recline my arm on my dime 'cause I see it's all on the net

Shoutout to Garret and Nate I cannot forget

One was the homie the other was laid to rest

Both of them made me today, so my sorrow it's hard to repent

Outta this world my body about to Ascend

One second they hate you the next day they love you

But check all the messages sent

They like the girls and Moscato it bring

Living the dream they be needing my fame

Meeting new people they bring up my name

I barely know you just met you today

Making up stories you lie on my grave

Came up from torment I cannot behave

Boutta go orbit off money from WAYS

Saying you need me I cannot relate

They like the girls and Moscato it bring

Living the dream they be needing my fame

Meeting new people they bring up my name

I barely know you just met you today

Making up stories you lie on my grave

Came up from torment I cannot behave

Boutta go orbit off money from WAYS

Saying you need me I cannot relate