Moonwalking ft. STONE'S NEIGHBOR Lyrics

Yo, ever did 200 pushups on the moon

Ever

Ever played with a big booty bitch and spooned

Is it a full moon, it was resi on the spoon

Zombies lining up, it twas a deadly afternoon

Check it

Ghetto enterprises, keep your comments send deposits

A nigga play with me, I'm demonstrating acts of violence

But I'd rather trap

I swear I'd rather trap

Such a sucker for them hustling bitches, where they at

Shit Where they at

Start the engine and it roared like Mufasa

Let the trap five in the green

And I fired top up

I tell the young niggas get rich before they cuff a bitch

Mama couldn't afford them kicks and I been hustling since

Cut my finger for the mob so I can't jump a fence

They look like they seen a ghost on a plot twist

They look like they seen a ghost on a plot twist

I be so much in my bag I didn't catch the news

I didn't hear the capping

Out of orbit

That's the move

Yeah that's the mood

Yeah that's the mood

Yo where the money at

Where the money at

Had a hooker fix my tie, this only rap

Had a hooker fix my tie, this only rap

Ghetto poetry

Money trees and lawyer fees

Ain't gotta ask who the illest

Cause they know it's