
To the Moon UnoTheActivist (Ft. Levi Carter)
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[Intro]
M-M-Marvy Ayy
[Hook: Levi Carter]
Ooh, ooh, I can't even move
I can't even move, brought my 30 too
Ooh, ooh, push me to the moon
Push me to the moon, I can't even move
Ooh, ooh, I can't even move
I can't even move, I can't even move
Ooh, ooh, I can't even move, I can't even move
Push me the moon
[Verse: UnoTheActivist]
I got them birdies and you know I let 'em sing
Man, who on my line? I think I'ma let it ring
'Cause I ain't tryna hear, man, I'm tryna do my thing
Niggas wanna hate on me but really act insane
What the fuck wrong with these niggas?
I got the choppa, fuck pistols
Mistletoe, I let it kiss you
Kick down his door, he won't miss it
Thought you was a bully lil' nigga, you trippin' boy, I see your whiskers
Yeah I remember, yeah my heart cold like December
All this engine man you know we gon' trim it some
Stand in the back and you will not get a penny man
All these hoes just like I'm climbing a chimney
Your bitch bad hair is Indian Remy
She tried to set me up but I wasn't with it
I hit 'em up like I'm 2Pac & Biggie
I wet 'em up like we all goin' fishin'
I give no fucks how you lil' niggas feelin'
You dig
M-M-Marvy Ayy
[Hook: Levi Carter]
Ooh, ooh, I can't even move
I can't even move, brought my 30 too
Ooh, ooh, push me to the moon
Push me to the moon, I can't even move
Ooh, ooh, I can't even move
I can't even move, I can't even move
Ooh, ooh, I can't even move, I can't even move
Push me the moon
[Verse: UnoTheActivist]
I got them birdies and you know I let 'em sing
Man, who on my line? I think I'ma let it ring
'Cause I ain't tryna hear, man, I'm tryna do my thing
Niggas wanna hate on me but really act insane
What the fuck wrong with these niggas?
I got the choppa, fuck pistols
Mistletoe, I let it kiss you
Kick down his door, he won't miss it
Thought you was a bully lil' nigga, you trippin' boy, I see your whiskers
Yeah I remember, yeah my heart cold like December
All this engine man you know we gon' trim it some
Stand in the back and you will not get a penny man
All these hoes just like I'm climbing a chimney
Your bitch bad hair is Indian Remy
She tried to set me up but I wasn't with it
I hit 'em up like I'm 2Pac & Biggie
I wet 'em up like we all goin' fishin'
I give no fucks how you lil' niggas feelin'
You dig
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