Walkin' On The Moon

Windows limo tinted I just pulled up in a coupe Pretty bitch she sitting with me I said f*ck it lost the roof LSD all in my system I’m like shawty what it do She don’t even know I’m tripping I been walking on the moon Hold up I feel like an oracle Smoke until I’m orbital Bussin down a package then I send it to a foreigner Someone call the coroner It’s bout to be a murder cuz We know where you go at night we watching and observing ya Acid in my blood I just like the visuals Lil mama the one Damn my baby spiritual We just having fun I forgot I was a criminal I Made it out the mud let’s see where I’ll be in a year or two Ride thru southern Cali blowing dope and counting cash When I Pull up to the corner store I got the vented mask My lil homie rolling with me said he gotta move a pack Drop him off and then I hit the road to follow bishop’s path Don’t think that I’m friendly all I know is to eliminate I don’t do no fighting shit I’d rather see you dissipate Look at me for what I am not the cost of my dinner plate You think that I’m evil just cuz I’m running the interstate Houston that’s my city so you know I gotta slow it down Yeah I got a 40 with me I might have to buss a round I been bout my money you should know that I don’t f*ck around Gloomy muthafucka I know killers in the dirty south Windows limo tinted I just pulled up in a coupe Pretty bitch she sitting with me I said f*ck it lost the roof LSD all in my system I’m like shawty what it do She don’t even know I’m tripping I been walking on the moon Hold up I feel like an oracle Smoke until I’m orbital Bussin down a package then I send it to a foreigner Someone call the coroner It’s bout to be a murder cuz We know where you go at night we watching and observing ya I can be ya homie I can be yo fuckin nemesis Bitch I run this game like ima fuckin sega genesis Indacut We pouring lean I’m slurring all my sentences Pop another tab and then I pull up on the Pegasus I be swangin reckless I can’t help it I’m from Texas Pussy bitch I got you stressing Man you shoulda had your weapon Come and kill me fuckin peasant I might lose it in a second But I’ll spare you bout eleven Just so you can tell the rest of them Muthafuck the police I wish death on everyone one of them Hangin with my youngins and I promise they don’t give a damn Shoutout to my mama telling me to be the fuckin man Daddy was a junkie so I don’t depend on any man What the f*ck you want from me I don’t need yo company I just need a slut or three That f*ck and suck me sloppily Bet y’all had enough of me You Shoulda never fucked with me Cuz shit might just get ugAly Till then I’m smoking comfortably Windows limo tinted I just pulled up in a coupe Pretty bitch she sitting with me I said f*ck it lost the roof LSD all in my system I’m like shawty what it do She don’t even know I’m tripping I been walking on the moon Hold up I feel like an oracle Smoke until I’m orbital Bussin down a package then I send it to a foreigner Someone call the coroner It’s bout to be a murder cuz We know where you go at night we watchin and observin ya