Moon

[Intro: Money Man]
(Y— Y— Yung Lan on the track)
(James Maddocks)
First class trip, I just went to the moon
All a nigga eat is vegan food

[Verse 1: Money Man]
I was on the couch watching Star Trek weighing up bags
I was too into it, so my girl got mad
Got loud residue on my daughter iPad
Got a brand new stick with a hundred round mag
Mixing these strains, I be growing these hybrids
Driving this spaceship, feeling like a pilot
Leave a nigga in the dirt, have him pushing up violets
Got a bitch back stage tryna show me her privates
Selling gas all day, shit, I done got tired
Nigga talk too much, shit, I done got annoyed
Every iPhone tapped, so I got a Android
On some next level shit, I'ma buy a cyborg
In a F-150, catching plays out a Ford
At the crib setting goals, writing plans on the board
I ain't from England, but a King like George
When I light a blunt, it make too much noise
Futuristic whip, it don't need no fuel
Swimming in a bitch, I don't need no pool
Already smart, I don't need no school
I'ma shine anyway, I don't need no jewels
Taking off, outer space like a astronaut do
Got a hydroponics set just to grow in my room
Bet a bitch catch a contact she come in my room
DMT in me, I just ate two shrooms

[Chorus: Money Man]
First class trip, I just went to the moon
All a nigga eat is vegan food
I just want your face, hope you don't feel used
I just wanna tell you, not an ordinary dude
Some of these bitches be devils like Duke

[Verse 2: Money Man]
I be in a whole 'nother galaxy
Ten VPNs, ain't no tracking me
And my wrist shine like a supernova
All you hear is pain inside my vocals
Made sixty K from a made up social
Baby girl, come here, I just wanna stroke you
Baby girl, come here, I wanna get to know you
When I was down bad, I ain't had no one to go too
I don't wanna conversate, nigga, I don't know you
They don't understand the shit a nigga had to go through
I'm not friendly, I'm not approachable

[Verse 3: Peewee Longway]
Fuck you, who is you?
Fuck you, FN pop at a fuck nigga
European pants with a dub in it
Stand up in the pussy, make love in it
Flew to the West Coast, now a nigga drug rich
Approachable, huh, I'm not approachable, huh
Gelato Dosi
Stepping on a brick with these Dolces (Hit it)
GT cost more than a Ghost (Skrrt, skrrt)
Hear the beep-beep, bag up the load
Spaz on your ass, five-five, four-four
No, I don't wanna talk no more
Got a chop coming through, we don't mop no floors
Mister Blue Benji got four different floors
MPA pendant on four different hoes
When a play come through, want four different bowls
Gelato, Runtz, purple-purp' Do-Si-Dos
Longway, bitch

[Chorus: Money Man]
First class trip, I just went to the moon
All a nigga eat is vegan food
I just want your face, hope you don't feel used
I just wanna tell you, not an ordinary dude
Some of these bitches be devils like Duke