4 Tha Moon

Running with a mask and Glock hot Vodka in the flask Terror told me get em I got em I'm on yo ass Sodomy don't bother me I'm sick of living modestly So I got two Ferraris and a bag full off cash Hand full off ass You rappers smoking glass I'm blast from the past With these flows I'm pastor OG original I'm daddy to you bastards Two white bitches in the back seat yelling MAGA Fuck the opposition my mission is fuck em all Rolling with the nine and keep it tucked in my draws Pull up in two vans like we coming off the wall Boy you should of never got involved I feel like my life is a typhoon I should of went to bed but I stuck around for the moon You can hear my mind cry when it's quiet At any moment explode and start a riot Life on autopilot yuh Pala untamed These other boyz lame Tha top of my game mane Yall should be ashamed I used break frames ya my hands got bloody Now im posted inna cooz wagyu inna tummy Bout three green pills inna fist Ice cold grip on a stainless Brainless Ten speed deep while im rockin on a beat And dey clockin my heat Needa calm down hoe take a seat And i never wan stay in da same place So i keep it low at a quick pace laced Belly flop flyin while i creep on dis 10 back yall stinkin like asparagus piss Yall need a wash Da great big 408 boss My forehead glossed Speed away w the NOS I'm blowin trees down w the way that i lean Think i need a nap Pouya tell em what i mean