Moston (Explicit)

Moston (Explicit) - Aitch

Lyrics by：Aitch/Jacob Jones

Composed by：Aitch/Jacob Jones

Gucci on my ends M O S T O N

From the lane to the ave

Couple friends in the trench

Haters and snakes yeah

There's plenty of them why jay

Couple shady white boys

Fillin' Benzs with

Check it don't disturb me at my place of work

Labels on my nerves up in my face

I'm tryna lay my verse

Bakin' wit' your bird

I'm takin' Stacey for a late dessert

Babe I got it patterned

Safe to say I got my space reserved uh

You you want paper

Where's the paper work

Me I'm making plays

I make mistakes

That's what it takes to learn

I'm coming out my cage

You need to pay to see my face emerge

Crazy baby Aitch

I got your mother tryna take a turn

Yo just say the word and we can make it work

Chasin' what I've earned

S**t on my haters so it makes it burn

Make 'em catch the worm

Turn up the bass and watch the wave I surf

Take me for a pagan now you're safe

Look how the tables turn

I–I love the game but I hate it same way

And you love to hate Aitch

But you ain't made a day's pay

My opinion's not changing

I can't rate what they say

I'm a spitter

I don't need a big hook like Dave Haye ahh

Gucci on my ends M O S T O N

From the lane to the ave couple friends in the trench

Haters and snakes

Yeah there's plenty of them

Couple shady white boys fillin' Benzs with leng

Gucci on my ends M O S T O N

From the lane to the ave

Couple friends in the trench ahh

Haters and snakes yeah

There's plenty of them

Couple shady white boys

Fillin' Benzs with ooh

Check the drip

This the Manny way b***h

Word to Rick burn a spliff cah mi affi stay lit

Broski said he local so the package came quick

I know it's up to good standards

Didn't have to weigh s**t hahaha

Ask me for my number

You'll get swerved we don't need to talk

Call me bougie all you like but what d'ya need it for

Like would you really pick me up

If you had seen me fall

No so we could have a conversation

But just keep it short

Kettle freezin' and there's still no ice

You could have the biggest bum

But no I still won't like

Listen baby I ain't tryna kill no vibe

But it feels so wrong

When you tell me it feels so right

Jump in the whip fast dig that

Pulled the stick back s**t

Unless I got whiplash

Pray there's not a flash when I flip past

Quick I've gotta dip

Big stacks in a zip bag what

Shit's mad a man'll change for some quick cash

Gotta think fast and watch who you trust big man trust

Sit back and just laugh 'cause it's big cap

Bill it sip 'Nac live your life and get lit fam

Gucci on my ends M O S T O N

From the lane to the ave

Couple friends in the trench

Haters and snakes yeah

There's plenty of them

Couple shady white boys

Fillin' Benz's with leng

Gucci on my ends M O S T O N

From the lane to the ave

Couple friends in the trench

Haters and snakes yeah

There's plenty of them

Couple shady white boys

Fillin' Benz's with

Why done

Why done

Why done