Beaust - Moon Rock Lyrics

Yeah
Sorry
Uh
Moon Rock shit
Say where Robb at?
Put it into backspin
Falling off the road I'm losing traction
These oppas say I'm not about that action
Till I pull up and my bro's gon' get to blastin'
Till I pull up and my bro's gon' get to blastin'
Riding through my mind, it be feelin' cosmo
Not no Wanda I don't be wishin' for a condo
Rollin' in the civic picking packs up from Alonso
Catch you out in traffic and I'll leave you hunnid' bando
My bitch yeah she lives in Hollywood
But I ain't done yet trapping out the six hunnid
Do this for my family don't get misunderstood
Then I get the packs and partners told me to run it
Feeling so high
Off that Moon Rock
Pirate yeezys
These not no Moon Rocks
Diamonds tight on me
Feeling like a tube sock
Red yellow green purple
And a blue thot
Aye she a bad bitch
I got ad libs
Yeah I got ad libs
I'm an ad lib!
Aye
She a bad bitch
Aye
I'm an ad lib
I'm an ad lib
Pull up, pull up, pull up, pull up
Pull up, pull up, pull up, pull up hah
Have em lookin' like he's motherf*ckin' casper
Take his papa out now he's a bastard
Smokin' on these shards of glass cuttin' up my lungs
Aye deep up in that bitch yeah
I'll have her speaking tongues
Pull up, pull up, pull up, pull up
Pull up, pull up, pull up, pull up
Feeling so high
Off that Moon Rock
Pirate yeezys
These not no Moon Rocks
Diamonds tight on me
Feeling like a tube sock
Red yellow green purple
And a blue Thot