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xatashi & artifex27 - moon&stars! lyrics

moon&stars! lyrics
(chorus: xatashi)
bad b+tch on my line, like wassup hoe
don’t waste no more time and i really wanna know
if you really wanna go
take you on a f+ckin’ trip to the motherf+ckin’ moon and stars, here we go
and i don’t want that hoe cause this 44 tucked for her new man
if he really want the f+ckin’ smoke, we don’t throw hands
iced my wrist, so d+mn cold you a whole fan
flex on my haters, they make me money whilst i flex bands
bad b+tch on my line, like wassup hoe
don’t waste no more time and i really wanna know
if you really wanna go
take you on a f+ckin’ trip to the motherf+ckin’ moon and stars, here we go
and i don’t want that hoe cause this 44 tucked for her new man
if he really want the f+ckin’ smoke, we don’t throw hands
iced my wrist, so d+mn cold you a whole fan
flex on my haters, they make me money whilst i flex bands

(verse 1: sadfriendd)
ay ay d+mn
tell shawty she can run it aye
if she wanna kick it, tell lil shawty we gone pun it
gotta bad b+tch, come into the crib because she want it
if i want it imma buy it, i ain’t really with the stuntin’
got a bag on my neck with all this ice on my neck
she gon’ bring it down, because she like to get reckless
shawty said i gave her lockjaw, no tet+n+s
i keep staring but i hope you ain’t offended
girl d+mn, you so d+mn fine(uh)
i swear to god that you always on my mind (uh)
and ion really like to waste all this time a lot
but she a bad b+tch so i’m tryna take her to my spot (ay)
drop it like it hot, baby show me what you got (uh)
i know im moving fast, girl i know that its a lot (uh)
but i can’t wife you if i find out you a thot
but shawty said she love me but i know she love me not
(chorus: xatashi)
bad b+tch on my line, like wassup hoe
don’t waste no more time and i really wanna know
if you really wanna go
take you on a f+ckin’ trip to the motherf+ckin’ moon and stars, here we go
and i don’t want that hoe cause this 44 tucked for her new man
if he really want the f+ckin’ smoke, we don’t throw hands
iced my wrist, so d+mn cold you a whole fan
flex on my haters, they make me money whilst i flex bands
bad b+tch on my line, like wassup hoe
don’t waste no more time and i really wanna know
if you really wanna go
take you on a f+ckin’ trip to the motherf+ckin’ moon and stars, here we go
and i don’t want that hoe cause this 44 tucked for her new man
if he really want the f+ckin’ smoke, we don’t throw hands
iced my wrist, so d+mn cold you a whole fan
flex on my haters, they make me money whilst i flex bands

(verse 2: artifex27)
hopped out the plane, i just got a new patek
i ain’t talking uzi, that sh+t automatic
pull up to the spot, make it rain like confetti
that p+ssy want smoke, aight bet let him have it
i got bands, got cash, big benz, louis v on my belt talking big brands
girl you lookin so fly in that dress, take a sip and relax, i’m the one and that’s facts
got you in my whip, this sh+t is a h+llcat
kickdown, ion know where the brakes at
big stones all up on my wrist, can you see that?
oh that’s yo b+tch? i’ll make sure that i hit that
i just pulled up in a brand new foreign
poured up a four now that sh+t got me snoring
b+tch we up next, i don’t know what you thinking
if you want the smoke, you get popped like a pimple

- xatashi artifex27 lyrics

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