Lyrics
I get high then I'm fittin' to win
Geeked out bitch I'm smokin' on indo
Shoot light we might hurt up ya lip
Keep quiet nigga you know I'll step
Big fight get your bitch now
Tell her keep quiet cuz the shit can get real
Big Glock and a 45 and that bullet pressure gon' rip thru their wills
Aye aye bitch I'm to the moon I'm all the way way
She jus wanna go I tell her wait wait wait
I aint never been up on a date aye
Fuck that bitch I'm in a hotel eatin steak aye
Fuck that bitch I'm to the moon I'm gettin paid aye
Double turbo on the whip to outer space aye
Talkin' shit lil bitch just get up out my face aye
Yeah, goin' up forget about the fakes no
We sippin' that Jack and I pour out anotha one (aye)
Cuz you know I'm gettin' paid I'm above all the other ones (I'm gettin' paid, I'm gettin' paid)
I'm rollin' up gas you know that I'm gonna smoke me anotha one (yeah)
Out of the sunroof & we rollin' up hella blunts (aye)
I get high then I'm fittin' to win
Geeked out bitch I'm smokin' on indo
Shoot light we might hurt up ya lip
Keep quiet nigga you know ill step
Big fight get your bitch now
Tell her keep quiet cuz the shit can get real
Big Glock & a 45 & that bullet pressure gon rip thru their wills
Aye aye bitch I'm to the moon I'm all the way way
She jus wanna go I tell her wait wait
I ain't never been up on a date aye
Fuck that bitch I'm in a hotel eatin steak aye
I just be swervin' so fast
Got 200 on the dash
Girl you know I'm gonna pass
Been with a hunned like that
Tokyo just where I stay
Went from the Top to LA
Bitch I know you wanna date
Commas up we don't relate
Commas up yeah we just don't relate aye
Tell me me hurry up why don't you wait wait
Bitch I'm to the moon I'm on my way way
Goin' up forget about the fakes
I get high then I'm fittin' to win
Geeked out bitch I'm smokin' on indo