GO TO THE MOON (Bonus) Lyrics

Posted with killers and junkies and robbers and trappers

They want me to go to the moon

I just went cop me a link for the chain and

I'm bout to go ice this shit out at the jeweler

I don't have sympathy for these lil' niggas

You turn your back on me, I pull out the ruler

You better just chill, don't be out your medulla

Fuckin' a bad bitch, you know she a cougar

I might just send me a hit in the Uber

I pull up extendo the clip like a ruler

Always had love for the finer things

Spent a couple thousand on designer frames

I'm straight out the hood, ain't never gon' change

I'm never gon' crash, I stay in my lane

Got them young niggas ready to clip somethin

Rockin' OG, this is one-on-one

We gon' light you up like a clip of somethin

Then we kick back like we sippin' somethin

Rockin' dark shades like I was a vamp

We gon' light your block, we came with a lamp

I'ma take this shit global and book these stamps

Goin' up on the game, I didn't use a ramp

I can't fuck on your bitch, I know she a charm

Put the bitch in designer, I gave her drip

Told her, baby, don't come through if she ain't trim

You can't shine with that light, yours lookin' dim

Posted with killers and junkies and robbers and trappers

They want me to go to the moon

I just went cop me a link for the chain and

I'm bout to go ice this shit out at the jeweler

I don't have sympathy for these lil' niggas

You turn your back on me, I pull out the ruler

You better just chill, don't be out your medulla

Fuckin' a bad bitch, you know she a cougar

I just brought me a lil' bad bitch at the spot, know that she blasian

If she act right, put her white toes in the sand while we in Jamaica

Think about runnin' down on Vae, or takin' his chain, you gon' meet your maker

Got two bad bitches right now, worshipin' me like I'm they savior

Nah lil shawty no you a hottie, thought a lil' baby, I can't save ya

Flow game impeccable, shit get celestial

I'm bout to take it all the way to the moon

Baby, I feel like a janitor, I pull up with mops

And sweep this shit up like a broom

I'm tryna be draped in Margiela, and fly to wherever

And wrap this shit up like a cocoon

Diamonds inside of the necklace, they segregated

And these bitches big as fuck like they was a rune

I put the mask on my face like a Plies, I'm the certified realist

You know I'm a goon

I just been droppin' these hits on the mic, since 2016

I think it was June

I'ma keep countin' these money and

Stackin' these riches

Until they build up like a dune

Posted with killers and junkies and robbers and trappers

They want me to go to the moon

I just went cop me a link for the chain and

I'm bout to go ice this shit out at the jeweler

I don't have sympathy for these lil' niggas

You turn your back on me, I pull out the ruler

You better just chill, don't be out your medulla

Fuckin' a bad bitch, you know she a cougar,