BLG - TripToDaMoon

Trip to the moon
Trip to the moon
Trip to the moon
Trip to the moon
Straight to the moon
Straight to the moon
Straight to the moon
Straight to the moon
Popping the bottles I'm faded soon
Foot on the pedal not stopping vroom
She gave me that head she not stopping consume
Y'all need starting watching or you will be doomed
Trip to the moon
Trip to the moon
Trip to the moon
Trip to the moon
Straight to the moon
Straight to the moon
Straight to the moon
Straight to the moon
My focus on counting the 100s to tunes (Yeah)
I'm pushing this weight this ain't nothing resume (Come on)
I'm hitting no limits I'm ready to boom (Woo)
These bitches keep talking Im ready for fumes (Yeah)
Trip to outer space (I'm gone)
All I want is her face (Yeah)
Go ghost outta place (Lets go)
Like Tay-K Imma race lets go
Decided to pop off now look it I'm going (Going)
Don't touch that bitch unless that bitch foreign (Foreign)
Look me grinding my truck to the coping (Yeah)
Look me catching the money I'm open (Open)
Odell Beckham extended I'm broken (Yeah)
Haters wishing I fall they hoping (What)
Look at me poppin they thought I was joking (Lit)
Changing my flows up Im soaking (Yeah)
Intertwined with the space (Come on)
Enemies in disgrace (Lit)
Looking to hit my ace (Yeah)
Yeah I jumped on my craft (Craft)
Blast off from base with a mean looking bay
Foreign foreign all the way (Yeah)
Going up to moon (Come on)
Sway sway I'm in tune (Yeah)
Like a cartoon I'm ready to go off with a (Woo)
Trip to the moon
Trip to the moon
Trip to the moon
Trip to the moon
Straight to the moon
Straight to the moon
Straight to the moon
Straight to the moon
Popping the bottles I'm faded soon
Foot on the pedal not stopping vroom
She gave me that head she not stopping consume
Y'all need starting watching or you will doomed
Trip to the moon
Trip to the moon
Trip to the moon
Trip to the moon
Straight to the moon
Straight to the moon
Straight to the moon
Straight to the moon
My focus on counting the 100s to tunes (Yeah)
I'm pushing this weight this ain't nothing resume (Come on)
I'm hitting no limits I'm ready to boom (Woo)
These bitches keep talking Im ready for fumes (Yeah)
TripToDaMoon

Written by:
Brandon Garcia

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