Moon Walking Lyrics
- Genre:Hip Hop & Rap
- Year of Release:2024
Lyrics
Uh, I'm finna step, I'm in the mood with FN, I swear that we gon' hit your neck
Why these bitches keep on talking like they ain't give me some neck
I'm the bookie, you mistook me, so just go and get the check
Let me make it even clear, you a rookie, I'm a vet
I'm the one they come to when they got a problem, I invest
I don't care if you got a vest, we finna blow apart your head
Keep a white boy with that vision on my side, you know the rest
My homie brought the blicks and I'll slide through with the blades
My nigga donned his mask and he just threw on some shades
We ain't talk about no haircut when we say we want the fades
I'ma shoot all of his dreads off for talking in my face
I'm a toxic nigga, I be doing what I want
Fucking bitches who got boyfriends, my forte, I'm a savant
You a broke nigga, I could buy your whole life if I want
Dick your girl down in your crib just cause I feel like it's a start
Quick escape, I got the fob, that mean my whip push to start
If you push too much, these hollows finna rip apart your heart
Brass tips open up his stomach, give him yellow skin like bart
Got a beam, I hit the bullseye, you'd think I was shooting darts
You buy her flowers, give her gifts, I just slide and give her dick
She told me, wait till you at work, damn, ain't that some shit
But I love a taken bitch, there's just something bout that grip
When I get inside and grab up on her hips, I'm finna slip
Man, that hoe ain't even yours, you just the one that she gon' need
So she can't get over me, fuck it, what you tryna see
Know I'm short, but it's crazy, I'll still put it in her spleen
But it's funny, second that y'all done, she coming back to me
And she said she misses me, that she wanna be under me
Baby, I ain't got no time for you no more, don't you see
I've been doing big things, baby, I've been cashing checks
I don't know what you gon' do, but I get money and respect
And I've been fucking all these hoes, lil' girl, I move on to the next
She got good face, but I still hit from the back so I can flex
I don't know why she gon' act like she don't need it, I'm perplexed
Versace on my body, I move different, that's a fact
If you not gon' pay my fee, you ain't gon' get me on the track
I could give you 50 reasons why most of these niggas whack
I keep hoes in different states for every different type of play
Baby, you can't stay the night, I ain't tryna see you in these day
I keep two phones on my person when I need a new display
In the field, I stay protected, I won't never stray away
Keep my opps on they toes, you'd think that they do ballet
Keep a shooter on my side, he'll make sure to pave the way
I don't need no introduction, know, I came here for a K
Yeah, know, I came here for a K, bitch