[Intro]
Pancho
[Hook: KillBunk]
I get high then I'm fittin' to win
Geeked out, bitch I'm smokin' on inda
Shoot light and it hurt me a lil'
Keep quiet n***a know how I step
Big fight 'cause your bitch know
Told her keep quiet cause this shit can get real
Big Glock and a .45 yeah that bullet pressure it's gon' run through 'em ribs
Aye, aye bitch I'm to the moon I'm all the way way
She just wanna go I tell her wait wait, wait
I ain't never been up on a date, aye
Fuck that bitch I'm in the hotel eating steak
[Verse 2: Fat Dolsk]
Fuck that bitch I'm to the moon I'm getting paid
Double turbo on the whip to outer space aye
Talkin' shit lil' bitch just get up out my face aye
Yeah, going up forget about the fakes no
We sippin' that Jack and I pour out another one
Cause you know I'm getting paid I'm above all the other ones
I'm rollin' up gas you know that I'm gonna smoke me another one
Outta the sun roof and we rolling a pair of blunts
[Hook: KillBunk]
I get high then I'm fittin' to win
Geeked out, bitch I'm smokin' on inda
Shoot light and it hurt me a lil'
Keep quiet n***a know how I step
Big fight 'cause your bitch know
Told her keep quiet cause this shit can get real
Big Glock and a .45 yeah that bullet pressure it's gon' run through 'em ribs
Aye, aye bitch I'm to the moon I'm all the way way
She just wanna go I tell her wait wait, wait
I ain't never been up on a date, aye
Fuck that bitch I'm in the hotel eating steak
[Verse 2: Fat Dolsk]
I just be swervin' so fast, got 200 on the dash
Girl you know I'm gonna pass, been with 100 like that
Tokyo just when I say, 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
Tell me hurry up why don't you wait
Bitch I'm to the moon I'm on my way
(Going up forget about the fakes)
[Hook: KillBunk]
I get high then I'm fittin' to win
Geeked out, bitch I'm smokin' on inda
Shoot light and it hurt me a lil'
Keep quiet n***a know how I step
Big fight 'cause your bitch know
Told her keep quiet cause this shit can get real
Big Glock and a .45 yeah that bullet pressure it's gon' run through 'em ribs
Aye, aye bitch I'm to the moon I'm all the way way
She just wanna go I tell her wait wait, wait
I ain't never been up on a date, aye
Fuck that bitch I'm in the hotel eating steak
