ฟังเพลงMoonwalking in Calabasas (Koba LaD Remix|Explicit)

作词 : Darryl Granberry, Jr./Devin Miller

作曲 : Darryl Granberry, Jr./Devin Miller

Ballin' since I was jit

Way before Oakland and filmin' the skits, I had a goal to get rich

Momma was strugglin' paying the rent

I couldn't help her wIth sh*t

Hate that I'm feelin' so stuck in this b*tch (Devo this sh*t hard)

Car broke down, can't fix that sh*t

I cried at night, I'll admit that sh*t

O2, old, I'll whip that b*tch

She left me 'lone but I miss that b*tch

If she text right now, I'll hit that b*tch

Old friends like "How you get that lit?"

Same old me but they think I switched

F*ck old friends I don't know that b*tch

Racks too big, can't fold that sh*t

Hand get numb when I hold that sh*t

Momma I told you we gon' be okay

Whippin' that Benz and she live in L.A

Tryna thank God but don't know what to say

Lot of square footage where DDG stay

Bought in August I'm movin' in May

Hop out the foreigns and black as my race

No it's not rented, It's facts in the bank

Spent four hunnid on beanies, easy

She want d*ck, she needy, freaky

I like Wraiths, no Lamborghini

She off X, she sleepy, sleepy, yeah

Make me a wish no genie, genie

Vanish on n*ggas just like Houdini

Mm, I feel like Michael Jackson

Moonwalkin' through the Calabasas

Louie bag gotta hold the ratchet

Just in case a n*gga want some action

Mm, got some millions but it's just a fraction

Spendin' money for my satisfaction

Benjamin's, we don't f*ck with Jackson's

Bet when I drop, they don't post that sh*t (Yeah, yeah, yeah)

All good though, I'ma note that sh*t

When I blow you'll owe me b*tch

Humble ass n*gga but I know I'm rich (Yeah, rich as f*ck)

F*ck that sh*t I know I'm lit

If we beef I f*ck your b*tch

All of the n*ggas I beef on the internet

I hit up all of they b*tches and get 'em wet

Call her a Uber, I hit 'em and send 'em back

Do it in silence cause players' ain't in to that

No, oh, I hit his b*tch on the low, oh

She said your d*ck game was so-so

And she had told me your broke ( That's tough)

I got a blicky it sit on my hip because L.A is trickey

They tryna come get me

Bought some Balenci's they don't even fit me

They 950 but f*ck it no biggie

I'm with a biddie she tryna get busy

She kiss on my neck but told her no hickey

Tryna get with me, I told her she silly

She just for the night cause my b*tch is too pretty

Spent four hunnid on beanies, easy

She want d*ck, she needy, freaky

I like Wraiths, no Lamborghini

She off X, she sleepy, sleepy, yeah

Make me a wish no genie, genie

Vanish on n*ggas just like Houdini

Mm, I feel like Michael Jackson

Moonwalkin' through the Calabasas

Louie bag gotta hold the ratchet

Just in case a n*gga want some action

Mm, got some millions but it's just a fraction

Spendin' money for my satisfaction

Benjamin's, we don't f*ck with Jackson's

Benjamin's, we don't f*ck with Jackson's

I feel like Michael Jackson

Moonwalkin' through the Calabasas