Moon & Stars (Remix)

Lyrics

[Chorus: Big K.R.I.T.] So I ride, I lean, I crawl Do it better than them all Let the road be my guide As I glide in candy cars Underneath the moon and the stars [Verse 1: Big KRIT] Yeah, my digital dash As I mash on the gas, don't know where I'm going fast, but I'm going there Stop at the club, forever sure it's some hoes in there Shaking they ass, looking for players with dough to share, but that ain't me though Before I trick on a bust-it baby, I'm outta the door If you are looking for saving, shawty, I'm not your hero More like a guide I can take you where you wanna, just look in my eyes Like you supposed to, cold enough to froze ya Talking bout that pimping you already been exposed to Far from being sober, let's travel into space While puffing on this Yoda, glowing like a lightsaber Doing what the grownups do Be grateful that this game was bestowed upon to you Those backstabbing betrayers, advise, don't listen to Cause they front, but they don't, do what I do Cause they will never ever be pimps [Chorus: Big K.R.I.T.] So I ride, I lean, I crawl Do it better than them all Let the road be my guide As I glide in candy cars Underneath the moon and the stars [Verse 2: Killa Kyleon] Laid back on that butterscotch, got my paint lookin' peppermint Pull up pacing on pokers, puffin' that purple it's evident Smell the scent, I can see the moon and the stars through my Evidence Louie V, don't see haters, no focus, cause they irrelevant Comin' thru like the president, wave at my boppers n droppers I let my trunk do the jump n they flag us down n they stop us Flock us like Waka, like tv shows, they watch us, you see these hoes? Mesmerized like Khalifa, pulled up in a slab, do you see these fours? This ain't no Taaka, this purple drink. Do you see me pour? And my cup got them double stacks like that X/do u see me roll? Paint wet like it's aroused,So high i can kiss the clouds I roll up them sour flowers and smoke till I'm lookin Yao I'm stuck on this country shit, I'm southern just like the college Neck bones, cornbread, candy yams, and my greens collard Crawlin just like a toddler, Pradas pushin' them pedals down Jackers keep me in Magneto mode, I keep that medal 'round [Chorus: Big K.R.I.T.] So I ride, I lean, I crawl Do it better than them all Let the road be my guide As I glide in candy cars Underneath the moon and the stars [Verse 3: Curren$y] I be obliged if you stepped outside, smokin' that bum ass shit Bitch, you get no play in this ride Butter soft high, they built many 'vettes after mine But I think they did it best in '89 Idlinh at the red light, mindin' my business Holdin' my weed low, with a slight crack in my windows Playin' all three of my mirrors, I ain't nervous But I'm certain that them devils tryin' to get me, cause I'm swervin' Bangin' curbs, and they can't stand to see me with it But it don't stop just provoke me more to drop my top Now I be planetarium status, flickin' ashes in the big dipper You ain't as high as me, mister Eye screwin' your sista' from a fifty foot distance Now she missin' caught up in a twister, Tropicana Pour me up a glass of tang Roll up some of that NASA, mane, yessir [Chorus: Big K.R.I.T.] So I ride, I lean, I crawl Do it better than them all Let the road be my guide As I glide in candy cars Underneath the moon and the stars