FULL MOON! Lyrics

Chillin' in Revenges

Feel like Lethal Weapon

No little punk pussy bitch wanna press him

Float into the mix and do my shit, it's too impressive

When I drive the whip these niggas think I need Progressive

Hah, and I'm gone up off the Hulk now

Niggas getting guala so I need my gas in bulk now

Yah, and I started rolling Backwoods

They already hated when I roll, bitch I'm that good

They already hate it when I try, and they damn should

I don't rep shit, but I'm good in every damn hood

She want me to beat it so I said I sure as hell could

Fuck that shit is tight

Pull it out, hit her with my sword like Ike

She gon' learn today, training wheels off the bike

Full moon feeling like a dog, might bite

She arch the booty up, now it's time to get right

Said it's time to get right

Black Diamond Cheelo, ignite then take flight

Run the bag like a cheetah, but I'm nice like knights

Couple bands in the visa, tryna triple it twice

If you tryna play the game roll the dice

I be in the stu tryna cook it up with spice

Why these niggas squishy like cooked up rice

You be shopping in my city, can't afford this price boy

And you should know better

Playboy nigga, an embodiment of Hugh Hefner

Telling jokes naked, bro I'm feeling like a nude jester

The fuck is u talking bout

Tombstone pile drive your thot, oh she moaning now

Took the whole team to get her right, had to blow it down

Shining in this bitch, these niggas like "oh he glowing now"

Duh bitch I'm radioactive

Caught him talking shit, but he a bitch so we just smacked him

Swoosh gang nigga, Nikes on me for the action

And I'm not cappin'

Booty Gang captain

Or co captain whatever

You got it