4 Tha Moon ft. Pouya Lyrics

Running with a mask and Glock hot Vodka in the flask

Terror told me get em I got em I'm on yo ass

Sodomy don't bother me I'm sick of living modestly

So I got two Ferraris and a bag full off cash

Hand full off ass

You rappers smoking glass

I'm blast from the past

With these flows I'm pastor

OG original I'm daddy to you bastards

two white bitches in the back seat yelling MAGA

Fuck the opposition my mission is fuck em all

Rolling with the nine and keep it tucked in my draws

Pull up in two vans like we coming off the wall

Boy you should of never got involved

I feel like my life is a typhoon

I should of went to bed but I stuck around for the moon

You can hear my mind cry when it's quiet

At any moment explode and start a riot

Life on autopilot yuh

Pala untamed

These other boyz lame

Tha top of my game mane

Yall should be ashamed

I used break frames ya my hands got bloody

Now im posted inna cooz wagyu inna tummy

Bout three green pills inna fist

Ice cold grip on a stainless

Brainless

Ten speed deep while im rockin on a beat

And dey clockin my heat

Needa calm down hoe take a seat

And i never wan stay in da same place

So i keep it low at a quick pace laced

Belly flop flyin while i creep on dis

10 back yall stinkin like asparagus piss

Yall need a wash

Da great big 408 boss

My forehead glossed

Speed away w the NOS

I'm blowin trees down w the way that i lean

Think i need a nap Pouya tell em what i mean