Moonshine
• Written by Rubinho
Ten-degree wrist, rocks froze
Like I'm Drake running with my woes
Got the boys moving, toting poles
Trying to copy me, you stay a clone
All of these rap niggas, they beneath
Expensive shoes only on my feet
Making all this money, have a feast
Bought a few cars, it ain't a lease
Got a foreign bitch, she Japanese
No, we ain't speaking Cartinese
Snorting all this coke, it make me sneeze
Encounter police, never freeze
Cook it up in a white tee
Food we sell, don't sell for free
Post on a block, pay a fee
Do some shit the opps ain't see
Get to shooting, make the Js crease
Shit gets hot, check the temp.
All these pills causing me limp
Heard that boy, he a rat
Saw a little bitch and she a snack
Got this cock coming from the back
Leave the front door, Issa trap
Pistol rise up, metal blasts
hop in the whip, go too fast
whats up on they wrist, its some glass
whats up on my wrist, its some diamonds
collecting all this clout, yea I'm climbing
bars never stop, bitch I'm wildin
bank-rup-tcy, whatchu filing?
Straight money, what im countin
can I murder beats, whatchu askin?
you dont pay the fee, is you fasting?
grow up in these streets, how long you lasting?
Ruben spitting like a shoeshine
Redneck drunk, moonshine
Bitches look at me and say "he fine"
Nat hoe call, I decline
Goofy nigga diss and then he dying
Hoppin in a jet, we get to flying
Pull the seat back, I sit reclined
Champagne later, pour wine
Y'all five cents, I'm a dime
Y'all is some peasants, I'm a don
Call me the pro, you the con
Tearing shit up, King Kong
Choppa make noise like a gong
Friends asked me to make a song
listen to this shit, boys its clean
stealing all these bitches, I'm a fiend
this the type of shit you ain't seen
gang pull up on the scene
rolling papers up filled with green
bunnies snorting coke, charlie sheen
Uzi said he still sippin lean
Mark showed the flicks, now I'm keen
get them shots popping like corn
at ya btich's crib, make a porn
jumping in the whip, issa foreign
gotta move the food in morn'
got the court room to be adjourned
here's a lesson for the lil bros,
yall too new, I'm a pro
yall is some bitches, that fasho
yall is some snitches, gotta squeal
tell bro, Lucas, gotta kill
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Rubinho
Member since April 11 2020