Moscato Lyrics

Everybody wants Moscato and a blunt

All these fronting folks saying they don't front

Don't fake on me I'll take your knees out from under you

Everybody wants a minute in the sun

All they ever really wanted was a little bit of love

Just a little bit of love

But we never get enough

Wake up it's only two nothing to do

Bake up turn on the tube for different views

The news is screaming plague and treason

Fuck your reason, we sent for taxes over due

Abraxas tracks us every move

Make more stacks or is you making due

Don't let them fade you

Cause the kid got the spirit

Let 'em hear it every time that you gotta roll thru

Everybody wants Moscato and a blunt (Smoke)

All these fronting folks saying they don't front (No)

Don't fake on me I'll take your knees out from under you

Everybody wants a minute in the sun

All they ever really wanted was a little bit of love

Just a little bit of love

But we never get enough

Everybody feeling some way

These kids tryna make it to someday

On a Sunday in a sundown town

Lost in a one way, one way out

And it's just a feeling, it's just a mood

Man on the ceiling testing you

While the man roof is testing patience

Selfish expectations

Move, if you gotta leave

Breath, take a second just to be

In the "ethor" with a mood and your crew

What you do when you creeping

Turn the views into seasons of the mind

"Are you okay" (My nigga i'm fine)

Everybody wants Moscato and a blunt (Smoke)

All these fronting folks saying they don't front (No)

Don't fake on me I'll take your knees out from under you

Everybody wants a minute in the sun

All they ever really wanted was a little bit of love

Just a little bit of love

But we never get enough

Everybody wants Moscato and a blunt (Smoke)

All these fronting folks saying they don't front (No)

Don't fake on me I'll take your knees out from under you

Everybody wants a minute in the sun

All they ever really wanted was a little bit of love

Just a little bit of love

But we never get enough

I'll hold your hand

The man he been looking for you

The bills, the rent, the win overdue

The kid got the spirit, if you hear it salute

No doubt we out cause we gotta go move