moon rock

Singer: scott, travis

been poppin'

foldin' this money

can't make a knot

how not? high on moon rock

y'all still locked

after 12

we hit the gate and flood the spot

6 of them are thots

no lights

this ice

it blinds

clothes hit the mall

we buy the whole thing

big gas

it's lit

propane

one hit

one touch

la flame

know that you niggas never liked me

know that you niggas sit beside me tryna slide on my sidepiece

tint all through the whip

i hope it can hide me

tip all of the bitches

i don't want no funny business

don't want them to try me

they wanna slide in my iv

ran 12 red lights

12 behind me

paparazzi flashes wanna deprive me

hypnotized

i cannot let it blindside me

no

i'ma live and die by my migos

why i'm startin' to dance

what in the hell did you hand me?

took all of my niggas off xans

all of my bitches on plan b

been poppin'

foldin' this money

can't make a knot

how not? high on moon rock

y'all still locked

after 12

we hit the gate and flood the spot

6 of them are thots

6 a.m. these thots

6 a.m. my watch

she got that red dot

kick her out the spot

i pay my bills in cash

cash

cash

cash

cash

cash

run it up

you do the math

math

math

math

math

math

nawfside

have them migos serve you slabs

slabs

runnin' to that money

you can see it in my calves

huncho

huncho

jack

we get that pack then hire staff

you want your bitch

can't get her back

oh yeah

it made me laugh

i've been geeked all week

pourin' drank to sleep

ap wet

it leak

huncho don't need keys

press one button

they bleed

ain't no dodgin' me

ain't no flaugin' me

you owe

pay your fees

i was taught to break it down and serve 'em all

now i'm fishtailin' out the mall

heard we got that bag

so tell 'em all

oh

yeah

tell 'em all