- TO THE MOON (Drill Remix) 歌詞 Russ Millions G Herbo Jnr Choi Sam Tompkins Fivio Foreign M24
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- M24 TO THE MOON (Drill Remix) 歌詞
- Russ Millions G Herbo Jnr Choi Sam Tompkins Fivio Foreign M24
- [Intro: Sam Tompkins]
Sit by myself
Talking to the moon
[Chorus: Jnr Choi & Sam Tompkins]
Teh, ha, pull up the ting, gon turn up
Teh , ha, yeah, yeah (Tryna get to you)
Teh, ha, ha, pull up the ting, gon' turn up
Teh, ha, yeah, yeah (Tryna get to you), teh, teh , teh
Pull up the ting, gon turn up
(Brr, bo-bo-bo, bo-bo-bo, bo-bo-bo; tryna get to you)
Yeah, yeah, pull up the ting, gon turn up
(Doo-doo-doo-doo) Yeah (Tryna get to you)
[Verse 1: Fivio Foreign]
Hah, yeah (Yeah), huh
I feel like I need my city (My city)
They want me to move (They want me to move)
But I can't leave my city (Nah)
Huh, if he not with me , then he not with me (Uh)
Charities (Charities), gift bags (Gift bags)
Everythings given, I feed my city
Whole city tryin, they need my pity (Uh)
He cant talk if she not litty (Uh)
Dont ask me how I treat my bitties (Nah)
I dont spill tea, I keep my [?] (Nah)
Yeah Im on the move again (Im on the move again)
And I'm with some hooligans
I did some things that I probably'll do again (Yeah)
I lost some friends that I probablyll lose again
His name is Fivi, you probably could Google him
He wanna take you to go on the moon with him
He wanna teach you how to get in tune with him
That boy a demon (That boy a demon) , huh
Nobody can shoot with him
He got the baddies wishin' it was two of him
I bet the whole city gonna root for him (Root for him
Block with a Tina Turner
Lock that rave off, party pooper (Lock that)
Nowadays I cant even speak my mind
Cah they might try blackball me like sneaker
Pull up with a ting, gon turn up (Huh)
And turn this whole place upside down ( Uh-huh)
Girl from west, baddy from east
And I got a leng one up town
Is it cause I got racks in my pocket? (Yes)
Is it 'cause I made maximum profit? (Uh-huh)
Shoppin, cop it, slot it, drop it (Drop that)
Celebrate wins and learn from losses (Uh-huh)
Came from the jungle, now we young bosses
I told her to come roll with a goon (Come roll with a goon)
I took his girl and then gave her back, now Im off to the moon
Yeah, yeah
[Chorus : Jnr Choi & Sam Tompkins]
Teh, ha, pull up the ting, gon turn up
Teh, ha, yeah, yeah (Tryna get to you)
Teh, ha, ha, pull up the ting, gon turn up
Teh, ha, yeah, yeah (Tryna get to you), teh, teh, teh
Pull up the ting, gon turn up
(Brr, bo-bo-bo, bo-bo-bo, bo-bo-bo; tryna get to you)
Yeah, yeah, pull up the ting, gon turn up
(Doo-doo-doo-doo) Yeah (Tryna get to you )
Fill up the ride with burners
Touch one of mine, say nothin, cause curtains
Nigga, big MAC, no burger
Back then I was up front like Werner
Talkin smack, you better stand on that
Gang pull up, crash and leave a paigon flat (Shatii)
Baddest bitch, I got hands on that
She love me bad, but she knows that Im tied
Pull her hair when I hit from the back
Pull it up when you hear this track
Gangs pullin up, and were airin that
I cant call the troops, Im not hearin that
Cah friends turned enemies, course thats jealousy
Shouldve took a M where mans was tellin me
None of them boys can **** with my energy
Russ got the game in a pedigree
[Verse 4: G Herbo]
Im who they call to kill on a track
Swervo, I been had a mill with no plaques
Everyday totin the steel, but its black
Live in LA, but I chill in the Raq
Why you drink liquor, no juice, like that?
Why you just pull up in a coupe like that?
Cause I make a lot of cake, how you doin? Like that
You dont do it like this, you aint do it like that
I be playin with racks, drum on the neck, got me playin it back
You dont want smoke, I be playin with gats
Boy, I get so much cash
Only time I get mad when Im payin my tax
You dont know how I feel, shit really lit
You dont know how I live
Keep on the ski, you dont know who I is
And beats like these be easy to be, cause we infinite drill
[Chorus: Jnr Choi & Sam Tompkins]
Teh, ha, pull up the ting, gon turn up
Teh, ha, yeah, yeah (Tryna get to you)
Teh, ha, ha, pull up the ting, gon turn up
Teh, ha, yeah, yeah (Tryna get to you), teh, teh, teh
Pull up the ting, gon turn up
(Brr, bo-bo-bo, bo-bo-bo, bo -bo-bo; tryna get to you)
Yeah, yeah, pull up the ting, gon turn up
(Doo-doo-doo-doo) Yeah (Tryna get to you)
[Outro: Sam Tompkins]
Tryna get to you
Tryna get to
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