[Verse 1] Moonlite Don
Kick back, relax before I relapse
Perhaps, I need to spark this dutchy before my whole life collapse
I need a cigarette, but I finished my last pack
Damn these cigarellos, be killing a fellow
Aslong as I stay mellow, until my body settles
But it ain't never gonna happen
I'm a bastard, blasting with a passion spazzin on a mic
I'm a pitbull bitin' strikin'
Blunt in my mouth while we usin the weapons I'm packin
We ain't actin, we takin action
Always catchin' moon in the back of the room
Bringin peeps back from the dark and gloom
With the rhymes that I move, finna get ya back loose
Make you wanna tattoo, every word that I blew
Take it like a drug, take it up nostril
Shorties on my piece, nigga wrote the gospel
Little baf, so im hostile, little baf, so im hostile, hostile
Shorty come back, heres a fun fact, Moon's got these blunts for days
Simon says, smoke this shit and fly up out this reckless place
Say okay, take this haze, yo its craze, lets start to blaze
Get real high, come inside, fuck like we bout to populate
I feel great, life's at stake, when I'm takin' drugs to the mental gate
Sober state, not my fate, Moon's meant to be in another place
Seriously, Moon's indeed, the greatest comin' out O.T
Check me free, on this beat, rhymes finna blow ya capacity
Flows beastly, girls on me, cause the Moonlite straight, reek OG
Leaky leak that's not me, but send that b, let me free, of my mind
Moonlite's fine, dont tell my mom, she might start crying
Stop rewind, kick behind, yo I'm fine still, Moonlite's fine
[Verse 2] CGB
New young king of this rap shit
Got no time for these ratchets
And if you fuckin hate on me, well it means you need more practice
I'm just driving slow, cruising with your motherfuckin' ho
See the kush smoke that I blow? Know that I do that o by o
Sippin on purple, so how you really think I'm walking yo?
Like the zombies on AMC, and my vision is full HD
So tell me how the fuck you gonna hate on me?
I rep my city, that's OTT, I rep my city, that's 613
When I'm making music bitch, you better hit me as CGB
Bucket low like fuck it tho
Homies try to catch my fuckin flow
Your bitch is low, her ass is up
I got assets, she's down to fuck
Hit her up til she makes me cum
Then she dips the scene, my son
Yeah, she callin' me the one, cause I fuckin' made her numb
Runnin' this rap shit, sick of these bastards
Sick of being on the lower of axis
I'mma have to pull out 47 axes
That bitch had an accent, damn I shoulda hit
Then I'd quit, probably go round two with that other bitch
Like, damn man, that ho could fuckin' suck a dick
Hittin' the back of her throat, I love the feeling of this
Like big ass, blonde hair, plus I love her tits
She screaming "Conor don't stop, please grab onto my hips"
