MOONWALK KILLY (Ft. Yung Bans)
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[Intro: KILLY]
Oh no
Yeah, yeah
[Chorus: KILLY]
That shawty 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
Riding the horizon, I can never, ever let up
Let the drugs talk (Talk), Gucci wristwatch (What?)
And my eyes low (Low), hit the moonwalk (What?)
Let the drugs talk (Talk), Gucci wristwatch (What?)
And my eyes low (Low), hit the moonwalk
[Verse: Yung Bans]
Ayy, I ain't met a nigga yet, yeah
Ayy, yeah, fucking with the set, huh
Ayy, fifty thousand on my neck, huh
Ayy, she suck it 'til 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 and I need more pockets, I can't fill 'em
Pussy niggas, I can't feel 'em, she ain't met a nigga realer
[Chorus: KILLY]
That shawty 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
Riding the horizon, I can never, ever let up
Let the drugs talk (Talk), Gucci wristwatch (What?)
And my eyes low (Low), hit the moonwalk (What?)
Let the drugs talk (Talk), Gucci wristwatch (What?)
And my eyes low (Low), hit the moonwalk
Oh no
Yeah, yeah
[Chorus: KILLY]
That shawty 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
Riding the horizon, I can never, ever let up
Let the drugs talk (Talk), Gucci wristwatch (What?)
And my eyes low (Low), hit the moonwalk (What?)
Let the drugs talk (Talk), Gucci wristwatch (What?)
And my eyes low (Low), hit the moonwalk
[Verse: Yung Bans]
Ayy, I ain't met a nigga yet, yeah
Ayy, yeah, fucking with the set, huh
Ayy, fifty thousand on my neck, huh
Ayy, she suck it 'til 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 and I need more pockets, I can't fill 'em
Pussy niggas, I can't feel 'em, she ain't met a nigga realer
[Chorus: KILLY]
That shawty 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
Riding the horizon, I can never, ever let up
Let the drugs talk (Talk), Gucci wristwatch (What?)
And my eyes low (Low), hit the moonwalk (What?)
Let the drugs talk (Talk), Gucci wristwatch (What?)
And my eyes low (Low), hit the moonwalk
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