Up to the Moon ft. HRX LIL RIXK3Y Lyrics

It's Fearless J and Hunnid Racks we killing every beat

I knock that ball out the park you cannot even see it

I'm fucking on this baddie and you know that I'ma skeet it

I'm in that supercar and you know that I'ma speed it

I'm a fucking elitist

Only hang with elitists

You know we always be on that elite shit

Hunnid racks no racks in my pocket

Hundred racks in my pocket ain't no stopping

We keep going up

Something like a rocket ship

Go straight up to the moon

Don't give a fuck about nobody else because I know what they do

Most of the folks be snakes I cut the grass I gotta keep that rake

Fuck around get hit up with that Drac that dirty K, hey

I been outside chillin with my bae

I ain't got no time for nobody else I said what I'ma say

Fuck nigga want smoke on God we blow his hat don't play today

We on business counting guala nigga get the fuck out my face, yeah

I been on that bullshit

Derrick Rose

Twenty five

Gotta keep that fire with me, yeah

Glock nine

Want smoke on God we popping tires

Don't play with me you'll die tonight

We'll hide your body they cannot find it

Look at my eyes I am not lying

Play stupid games win stupid prizes

I advise you do not try me

I go crazy I go primal

But my shit will be on vinyl

I'm a legend like I'm Lionel

Messi shit will get messy if you test me

That's on my fucking testes that you'll never fucking best me

We're all going apeshit there is no time for resting

Shawty gonna fuck me but she'll never be my bestie

Switching out her organs like I'm from the fucking left wing

Take her to the spot and show her how a nigga live

I got M's in my bank account can't wait to touch the M's

I'ma give that back to my Momma for the times that I spinned

I broke her heart so many times but I can't do that again

I came up from the bottom counting dollars loving these bands

You can't fuck with me unless you got a business at hand

We got motion ain't no problem we won't live out the sand

I got this shit in my hand I might just pop the can

Big business only that's been me since a stroller

Balling Michael Jordan because I'm a high roller

They gonna adore me while I'm rolling by my lonely

Paint a perfect picture always fucking tell a story

Even once I achieve the fame and all the glory

I'ma remember all the people that done hold me

Down in the hard times never mind the ones that folded on me

Don't give a fuck about nobody else because I know that they're capping

They put shit on their name but I don't even got no fucking static

I know it's dollars back to back so I keep fucking stacking

Like what you said I barely hear you cause this music blasting

Yeah yeah swerve around I swerve around in traffic

I smash the gas don't fuck with twelve cause I know that cause havoc

I came from nothing count these dollars I know what is happening

I know it's time to go up grow up gotta make it happen