Credits
PERFORMING ARTISTS
Audacy
Performer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Raul Ramos
Songwriter
Julian Martinez
Songwriter
Adewole Williams
Songwriter
Lyrics
I just left earth now i'm on the moon yeah
I been high flying going to the loot yeah
Bad bitch just wanna see her nude yeah
Oh yeah i could tell they scared to lose yeah
Huh huh huh huh huh huh cuz we winning
Huh huh huh huh huh they hate to see you winning
If you livin lavy flex, I would do that gladly (yes)
Shorty got a fatty, flip it like a Krabyy patty (ay)
She ate it up in the front, now we fuckin in the back seat
Fuck a freak is a must audacy on her tongue
Got her dripping like a bad leak
Yeah ima dog but I don't only come out at midnight
Started small gotta ball with the team cuz we been tight
I felt the fall most y'all don't know what that feels like
Dont fall for it they ain't real in real life
Talkin' on the gram someone come and get they mans
I'm the type to pull up and then ruin all they plans
Take em out like zanz, if they fuckin with the fam
Lighting up the sticks cuz we all in the camp
Couple thousand for the chain (ay), rock it for frames
Got me lotta brain, head like she from Norte dame
Suck me till I'm drained then I'm back to hit a stain
Can't fuck wit these lames, they tryna take what I've gained
I just left earth now i'm on the moon yeah
I been high flying going to the loot yeah
Bad bitch just wanna see her nude yeah
Oh yeah i could tell they scared to lose yeah
Huh huh huh huh huh huh cuz we winning
Huh huh huh huh huh they hate to see you winning
Take a pic got her grinnin', yo now she got me swimmin'
Sent a text to me later on, say she want new linens
But I'm not quite available, gettin all these millions
Where I'm going ain't no ceilings, this business get out your feelings
She jumped on my dick like a trampoline
If she wanna leave let her leave let her leave
I don't got no issues like magazines
These ho's come and go like the breeze
If you got an issue load magazines
Make yo ass drop like some gravity
Know that I've traveled the galaxy, yo girl say I got what she needs
I'm passing the clouds, we digging in on a pound
Shorty's feeling my Style, we've been nice for a while
Say she fuck wit my style, that shit be driving her wild
It's black heart on the mix, I think they Feel me now
Audi's lacin the track and you know we stay making hits
On the grind we can't stop until we holdin a grip
I'm rolling up in In the whip and I got the gas in the Spliff
Hit the gas and we split, out of sight let's dip
I just left earth now i'm on the
Earth
Earth
I just left earth
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