Moon

Lyrics

[Intro: Money Man] (Y— Y— Yung Lan on the track) (James Maddocks) First class trip, I just went to the moon All a nigga eat is vegan food [Verse 1: Money Man] I was on the couch watching Star Trek weighing up bags I was too into it, so my girl got mad Got loud residue on my daughter iPad Got a brand new stick with a hundred round mag Mixing these strains, I be growing these hybrids Driving this spaceship, feeling like a pilot Leave a nigga in the dirt, have him pushing up violets Got a bitch back stage tryna show me her privates Selling gas all day, shit, I done got tired Nigga talk too much, shit, I done got annoyed Every iPhone tapped, so I got a Android On some next level shit, I'ma buy a cyborg In a F-150, catching plays out a Ford At the crib setting goals, writing plans on the board I ain't from England, but a King like George When I light a blunt, it make too much noise Futuristic whip, it don't need no fuel Swimming in a bitch, I don't need no pool Already smart, I don't need no school I'ma shine anyway, I don't need no jewels Taking off, outer space like a astronaut do Got a hydroponics set just to grow in my room Bet a bitch catch a contact she come in my room DMT in me, I just ate two shrooms [Chorus: Money Man] First class trip, I just went to the moon All a nigga eat is vegan food I just want your face, hope you don't feel used I just wanna tell you, not an ordinary dude Some of these bitches be devils like Duke [Verse 2: Money Man] I be in a whole 'nother galaxy Ten VPNs, ain't no tracking me And my wrist shine like a supernova All you hear is pain inside my vocals Made 60K from a made up social Baby girl, come here, I just wanna stroke you Baby girl, come here, I wanna get to know you When I was down bad, I ain't had no one to go too I don't wanna conversate, nigga, I don't know you They don't understand the shit a nigga had to go through I'm not friendly, I'm not approachable [Verse 3: Peewee Longway] Fuck you, who is you? Fuck you, FN pop at a fuck nigga European pants with a dub in it Stand up in the pussy, make love in it Flew to the West Coast, now a nigga drug rich Approachable, huh, I'm not approachable, huh Gelato Dosi Stepping on a brick with these Dolces (Hit it) GT cost more than a Ghost (Skrrt, skrrt) Hear the beep-beep, bag up the load Spaz on your ass, five-five, four-four No, I don't wanna talk no more Got a chop coming through, we don't mop no floors Mister Blue Benji got four different floors MPA pendant on four different hoes When a play come through, want four different bowls Gelato, Runtz, purple-purp' Do-Si-Dos Longway, bitch [Chorus: Money Man] First class trip, I just went to the moon All a nigga eat is vegan food I just want your face, hope you don't feel used I just wanna tell you, not an ordinary dude Some of these bitches be devils like Duke