She wanna go to the moon
Told her I'll figure it out, yeah
Been needing funds real soon
But we haven't made it out yet
Know she ain't f*cking with you
She loving me for the clout, yeah
Steady tryna work on my fame
That shit is just bringing me sins
I might just go for the win
Telling that ho that I'm gone
She said that I only got 20 more minutes so I call up the uber on my phone
I only really see straight through the lens when making music in my room
"M1GO, do you really regret it", it depends if I'm whipping a foreign
I don't care about your music it's buns
I'm with M1GO we hitting Paris, yea we trying
I don't care bitch, I'm whipping a foreign
And I'll speak to your hood bitch, that's the one
Switching the lanes like I'm Kyle Kuzma, switching from free-throws to freak-hos
These dudes say they slinging they guns, but they know they more cheesy than Cheetos
F*ck brothers talking bout' me though
Say I'm a bitch, let's go ahead and see bro
Homicide, f*ck, like Beno
Yea, me and triz we is a cheat code
Just got a few dollars, I burnt your bitch pussy out of her mileage
Got-got hos just like college
F*ck, "M1GO you know we won't stop him", yuh
(Woo, Woo)
Take that bitch straight to the room
I got the blick it go boom, one-two, shit I'll aim it you
I'm with M1GO we could never lose
I'm with the blicky I might pick and choose
Do I want the Glock? Do I want the Cal-tech?
Either way I'm finna shoot
She wanna go to the moon
Told her I'll figure it out, yeah
Been needing funds real soon
But we haven't made it out yet
Know she ain't f*cking with you
She loving me for the clout, yeah
Steady tryna work on my fame
That shit is just bringing me sins
Triz - to the moon (feat. m1go) Lyrics
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She wanna go to the moon
Told her I'll figure it out, yeah
Been needing funds real soon
But we haven't made it out yet
Know she ain't f*cking with you
She loving me for the clout, yeah
Steady tryna work on my fame
That shit is just bringing me sins
I might just go for the win
Telling that ho that I'm gone
She said that I only got 20 more minutes so I call up the uber on my phone
I only really see straight through the lens when making music in my room
"M1GO, do you really regret it", it depends if I'm whipping a foreign
I don't care about your music it's buns
I'm with M1GO we hitting Paris, yea we trying
I don't care bitch, I'm whipping a foreign
And I'll speak to your hood bitch, that's the one
Switching the lanes like I'm Kyle Kuzma, switching from free-throws to freak-hos
These dudes say they slinging they guns, but they know they more cheesy than Cheetos
F*ck brothers talking bout' me though
Say I'm a bitch, let's go ahead and see bro
Homicide, f*ck, like Beno
Yea, me and triz we is a cheat code
Just got a few dollars, I burnt your bitch pussy out of her mileage
Got-got hos just like college
F*ck, "M1GO you know we won't stop him", yuh
(Woo, Woo)
Take that bitch straight to the room
I got the blick it go boom, one-two, shit I'll aim it you
I'm with M1GO we could never lose
I'm with the blicky I might pick and choose
Do I want the Glock? Do I want the Cal-tech?
Either way I'm finna shoot
She wanna go to the moon
Told her I'll figure it out, yeah
Been needing funds real soon
But we haven't made it out yet
Know she ain't f*cking with you
She loving me for the clout, yeah
Steady tryna work on my fame
That shit is just bringing me sins
Told her I'll figure it out, yeah
Been needing funds real soon
But we haven't made it out yet
Know she ain't f*cking with you
She loving me for the clout, yeah
Steady tryna work on my fame
That shit is just bringing me sins
I might just go for the win
Telling that ho that I'm gone
She said that I only got 20 more minutes so I call up the uber on my phone
I only really see straight through the lens when making music in my room
"M1GO, do you really regret it", it depends if I'm whipping a foreign
I don't care about your music it's buns
I'm with M1GO we hitting Paris, yea we trying
I don't care bitch, I'm whipping a foreign
And I'll speak to your hood bitch, that's the one
Switching the lanes like I'm Kyle Kuzma, switching from free-throws to freak-hos
These dudes say they slinging they guns, but they know they more cheesy than Cheetos
F*ck brothers talking bout' me though
Say I'm a bitch, let's go ahead and see bro
Homicide, f*ck, like Beno
Yea, me and triz we is a cheat code
Just got a few dollars, I burnt your bitch pussy out of her mileage
Got-got hos just like college
F*ck, "M1GO you know we won't stop him", yuh
(Woo, Woo)
Take that bitch straight to the room
I got the blick it go boom, one-two, shit I'll aim it you
I'm with M1GO we could never lose
I'm with the blicky I might pick and choose
Do I want the Glock? Do I want the Cal-tech?
Either way I'm finna shoot
She wanna go to the moon
Told her I'll figure it out, yeah
Been needing funds real soon
But we haven't made it out yet
Know she ain't f*cking with you
She loving me for the clout, yeah
Steady tryna work on my fame
That shit is just bringing me sins
Writer: Nixon Migo, Tristin Chavez
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Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid