Buss OCTOBERSFULLMOON

[Intro]
A veces, hombre, tenemos que hacer algo productivo
Sé que duro para muchos de ustedes
Pero el hombre se queda trabajando, innit
Sólo amor, paz, adiós de RJ

[Verse 1]
I'm sorry for what I did, all of the days went and hid
I hope you love me from the start, number one, straight out the charts
Fuck it, it's Mario Cart, pull up and swerve in your spot
And knock at your door, pull out a .9 and I'm sendin' you straight to the morgue
Fuck up your hair, now you look like Morgz
I ride with my dawgs, don't fuck with them all
It goes one, two, three, four, five, six, seven, eight
Nine, ten, eleven, twelve bitches in the bed
Can't trust a bitch, nah, I can't trust a fed
Send my ass to prison for doin' 110 on my moped
I just listen to what Moe said
"Don't fuck with bitches and don't fuck with hoes
Trust it from a brother, man, you know how it goes"
Had enough of 'plaining, time to start up the show
"Don't fuck with bitches and don't fuck with hoes
Trust it from a brother, man, you know how it goes"
Had enough of 'plaining, time to start up the show

[Chorus]
Ayy, gelato on my table, bitches think I'm able
To write a story, man, I'll fuck up all you tories
Never had a good song, suck my mornin' glory
When we bust down, get down for the day
Never bust down, we party 'til gray
We bust down, give a fuck 'bout our age
We never gon' stop, better stay out our range, like