KILLY, Yung Bans - MOONWALK

Oh no
Yeah, yeah
That shorty wanna come around but I can never let her
Look up at my wrist and I remember last December
When you turn your back they gonna change up like the weather
Ridin the horizon I could never ever let up
Let the drugs talk
Gucci wrist watch
And my eyes low
Hit the moonwalk
Let the drugs talk
Gucci wristwatch
And my eyes low
Hit the moonwalk
I ain’t met a nigga yet
Yuh
Fuckin with the set
Fifty thousand on my neck
She suck it till she out of breath
Ayy, moonwalk on these bitches like my name was Michael Jackson
Diamonds, ayy, dancing, ayy, and my pants sagging
Too much money in em need more pockets I can’t fit em
Pussy nigggas I can’t feel em
She ain’t met a nigga realer
That shorty wanna come around but I can never let her
Look up at my wrist and I remember last December
When you turn your back they gonna change up like the weather
Ridin the horizon I could never ever let up
Let the drugs talk
Gucci wrist watch
And my eyes low
Hit the moonwalk
Let the drugs talk
Gucci wristwatch
And my eyes low
Hit the moonwalk