Pimpton
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Pimpton & Fetty Wap
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Pimpton & Tory Lanez
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Pimpton & & Young Kazh
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Pimpton &
[Intro]
Yea.../
CJE what/
CJE what/
All these hoe ass rappers/
You think is a game?/
Chyeah, nah man you tryna pop that shit/
[Hook]
You’re howling at the moon/
You’re howling at the moon/
You’re howling at the moon/
You’re howling at the moon/
You’re howling at the moon/
(Fuck you think, I’ma do my thing)
You’re howling at the moon/
(CJE that gorilla gang)
You’re howling at the moon/
(We killing lames, we killing lames)
You’re howling at the moon/
(Keep claiming you dope, bitch I pop dat flame)
[Verse 1]
The sun said I'm a lunatic/
Cuz every full moon I be losing it/
Woke up smoking kush in the Vatican, with haters hanging from my scrotum like a crucifix/
I can't pretend that I ain't a monster, when my dick extend like a uzi clip/
Just came from the land where the pyramids stand, wit a brand new plug just to boost this bitch/ (Keep ya strung out)
Kitten with a yarn ball hoe, at first you said you wouldn't touch it, now you can't let go/ (Now you strung out)
Crackhead with a crack pipe yo, tryna ween off me, that's a lifetime goal/
I could turn up the pressure on a muhfuka quick/
Before he get started, make the mother fucker quit/
Cuz first I smell the pussy, and then I eat the pussy/
And ain't no pussy like Easter pussy/
[Bridge]
All i see is meal time/
Rats disguised as feline/
And kids that play with wolves/
Die young like a blue born/
This that new killa, I could give a fuck what u on/
We innovate, you imitate, you been a fake/
[Hook]
You’re howling at the moon/
(Fuck you think, i’ma do my thing)
You’re howling at the moon/
(CJE that gorilla gang)
You’re howling at the moon/
(We killing lames, we killing lames)
You’re howling at the moon/
(Keep claiming you dope, bitch I pop dat flame)
[Verse 2]
I’m just riding waves, cowabunga dude/
And I ain't plan to fuck your bitch, but woo!, she finna choose/
Said i'm just riding waves, like cowabunga dude/
Silver surfing on these pussies,(Turn up! Turn up!) hang loose/
Ok girl, pass me the yakk back/
Said you finna sip, but you didn't bring no cash jack/
What you want a gift?, boy I showed you how to wrap that/
Why you think the guap double up like a flashback/
Got the buck up toy for the fuck boys/
Got that strong ass weed for ya weak nerves/
Man, I just think it's funny how some niggas wanna hate/
But be the same niggas begging for a cheap verse, Crown Jewelz/
[Bridge]
All I see is me time/
Rap collabs I decline/
Cuz kids that play with wolves/
Taste like fried chicken with seasoning/
This that new killa give ya something to believe in/
We innovate, they imitate, they been afraid/
[Hook]
You’re howling at the moon/
(Fuck you think, i’ma do my thing)
You’re howling at the moon/
(CJE that gorilla gang)
You’re howling at the moon/
(We killing lames, we killing lames)
You’re howling at the moon/
(Keep claiming you dope, bitch I pop dat flame)
You’re howling at the moon/
(Fuck you think, i’ma do my thing)
You’re howling at the moon/
(CJE that gorilla gang)
You’re howling at the moon/
(We killing lames, we killing lames)
You’re howling at the moon/
(Keep claiming you dope, bitch I pop dat flame)
Howling was written by Pimpton.
Howling was produced by Tap Riley Aka Suede.