High To The Moon (Bonus) est une chanson en Anglais
We geekin' up, high to the moon, woah
She been talkin' too crazy
And she livin' a lie
I'm in the motherfuckin' block
And I'm spinnin' the lot, okay, I do what I want
I got a .45 in the driver's side, slide, givin' em' five
Speedin' right by
I'm in the track
You hear that whine
12 right behind me
She got my love in the cup
I got her love in my mind and it's cuffed
She off the pills and she feelin' her body
Baby, I got you excited
Put your body on my body, yeah
Baby, I know how you like it
Spin it, right back (skrt)
I never lack, I tote a gat, yeah
Thumbing through racks, (okay) In love with Fetty
I got a skelly, aye
Baby, relax
Send me that text, I'm on my way
I'm on this beat and I skate
Get these bitches out my way
I'm like, damn
Smokin' runts in the Lamb (lamb)
Don't play around
Bulit tough, just like a Ram, Ram
Smokin' that hoe
Smellin' like YSL, and she know where to go, woah
Sippin' on low
Fuckin' that bitch from the side, and she love it
I don't want no problems, with these hoes
Yeah, they fiending
I done got this shit by myself, I don't need it
Pourin' up these motherfuckin' potions
I can't see, yeah
Visions vivid, motion sickness, damn, I been drinking
We geekin' up, high to the moon, woah
She been talkin' too crazy
And she livin' a lie
I'm in the motherfuckin' block
And I'm spinnin' the lot, okay, I do what I want
I got a .45 in the driver's side, slide, givin' em' five
Speedin' right by
I'm in the track
You hear that whine
12 right behind me
She got my love in the cup
I got her love in my mind and it's cuffed
She off the pills and she feelin' her body
Baby, I got you excited
Put your body on my body, yeah
Baby, I know how you like it
Spin it, right back (skrt)
I never lack, I tote a gat, yeah
Thumbing through racks, (okay) In love with Fetty
I got a skelly, aye
Baby, relax
Send me that text, I'm on my way
I'm on this beat and I skate
Get these bitches out my way
I'm like, damn
Smokin' runts in the Lamb (lamb)
Don't play around
Bulit tough, just like a Ram, Ram
Smokin' that hoe
Smellin' like YSL, and she know where to go, woah
Sippin' on low
Fuckin' that bitch from the side, and she love it
I don't want no problems, with these hoes
Yeah, they fiending
I done got this shit by myself, I don't need it
Pourin' up these motherfuckin' potions
I can't see, yeah
Visions vivid, motion sickness, damn, I been drinking
Huh, huh, huh, huh, uh-huh
Geekin' up high to the moon, woah
Geekin' up high to the moon (high to the moon)