Gold Medal Music - To the Moon (feat. Profit & Waldo)

I can take ya lil bitch to the moon
I can show her things that you wouldn’t do
Pardon me if you think I’m being rude
On a cruise liking off her perfume
She ain’t know what to do
Pulled her back going deeper in her wound
Scream my name while her pussy getting loose
She wanna fuck with a shotta
I wanna fuck on a scholar
Bad lil bitch she a freak but a model
Pull her neck back ride the dick with no problem
Throw the cash in the bag load em up when we sliding
500 the gang GMM how we riding
Ain’t no pass where we from bitch we came from the army
And I packed me a gun hope this bitch don’t get sparking
Betta not run I might Ricky you
Yeah I got that spark just like Pikachu
Have my youngin's come out and get rid of you
Have my youngins get rid of these rats
Bitch I'm coming from the Nap
Keep a strap in ya nap sack
From the gutter we don't go tip for tap naw
Nigga sipping lean til a young nigga pass out
Cartier my new lenses
And you would wear them if you came from the trenches
All blues on me but a nigga ain't crippin
A lot of bitches in the room you would think a nigga pimping
40 on me while a nigga limping with a stick
Told that lil bitch quiet listen with ya lips
Barley go out side looking like a lick
Bought some diamonds just to shine put em on my wrist
Ran me up another check
How it feel to live like this
A lot of problems
A lot of people in ya business
A lot of bitches they ain’t want you now they wishing
But they won’t do what it take to go get it
I got it off the midget
I been hustling long
Out here had to get it on my own
No home no credit for a loan
Never put my hand out
Not the type to stand down
Ima stand out to all them niggas that doubted
Then I seen my mans down
Time to pull them bands out
Put it on ya head lil nigga since you bout it, ya
I can take ya lil bitch to the moon
I can show her things that you wouldn’t do
Pardon me if you think I’m being rude
On a cruise liking off her perfume
She ain’t know what to do
Pulled her back going deeper in her wound
Scream my name while her pussy getting loose
She wanna fuck with a shotta
I wanna fuck on a scholar
Bad lil bitch she a freak but a model
Pull her neck back ride the dick with no problem
Throw the cash in the bag load em up when we sliding
500 the gang GMM how we riding
Ain’t no pass where we from bitch we came from the army
And I packed me a gun hope this bitch don’t get sparking
Betta not run I might Ricky you
Yeah I got that spark just like Pikachu
Have my youngin's come out and get rid of you
Pardon me if you think I'm being rude
Ima All RAW no cut type of dude
Did it for my city ain't nobody came thru
All these youngins's gone do is pull guns out and shoot
She just wanna live care free on a island
Pina colada’s cruises and bottles
I like the comfort fuckin with scholars
Shawty speak Spanish we handle it pronto
I know some youngin's that come and get rid of you
Bring them semis and sit through ya interview
Give a fuck bout a critique this critical
Grab the A-R and paint you a visual
Put this dick in her rib now she lyrical
Got her speaking in tongue now she spiritual
Then I switch and get back to whats ritual
Yea that cash gotta stack it habitual
Real shit ain't nobody handed nothing to me
I got mine out the mud wasn't nothing for free
I bust heads for muh fucka fuckin with me and mine
I ain't got time nah not to be sleep
I gotta get it right now cuz my son gotta eat
I grind out all week every week for the cheese
I'm going straight to the moon she wanna fuck G
I guarantee we so far that can't nobody reach
I can take ya lil bitch to the moon
I can show her things that you wouldn’t do
Pardon me if you think I’m being rude
On a cruise liking off her perfume
She ain’t know what to do
Pulled her back going deeper in her wound
Scream my name while her pussy getting loose
She wanna fuck with a shotta
I wanna fuck on a scholar
Bad lil bitch she a freak but a model
Pull her neck back ride the dick with no problem
Throw the cash in the bag load em up when we sliding
500 the gang GMM how we riding
Ain’t no pass where we from bitch we came from the army
And I packed me a gun hope this bitch don’t get sparking
Betta not run I might Ricky you
Yea I got that spark just like Pikachu
Have my youngin's come out and get rid of you
I can take ya lil bitch to the moon
I can show her things that you wouldn’t do
Pardon me if you think I’m being rude
On a cruise liking off her perfume
She ain’t know what to do
Pulled her back going deeper in her wound
Scream my name while her pussy getting loose
She wanna fuck with a shotta

Written by:
Gold Medal Music, Da'Ron Vinice, Devin Waldon

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Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid

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