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Moon & Stars (feat. Devin the Dude, Curren$y & Killa Kyleon)

Big K.R.I.T.

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Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS

Big K.R.I.T.

Performer

COMPOSITION & LYRICS

Justin Scott

Composer

Shante Franklin

Shante Franklin

Composer

Devin Copeland

Composer

Kyle Riley

Composer

PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING

Big K.R.I.T.

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Lyrics

[Verse 1]

So I ride, I lean, I crawl

Do it better than them all

Let the road be my guide

As I glide in candy cars

Underneath the moon and the stars

[Verse 2]

Yo, my digital dash, as I mash on the ga'

Don't know where I'm goin' fa', but I'm goin' there

Stop at the club, forever sure is some hoes in there

Shakin' they ass, lookin' for players with dough to share

But that ain't me though, befo' I trick on the pussy, baby

I'm outta the do' if you were lookin' for savings, shorty

I'm not your hero, more like a guy that can take you where you wanted

To look in my eye, like you suppo' to, cold enough to froze ya

Talkin' 'bout that pimpin', you already been exposed

Far from bein' sober, let's travellin' to space while puffin' on this Yoda

Glowin' like a Lightsaber, doin' what the grown-ups do

Be grateful that this game was bestowed upon to you

'Cause backstabbin' be traders divide, don't listen to

'Cause they front but they don't do what I do 'cau' they will

Never ever be pimps

[Verse 3]

So I ride, I lean, I crawl

Do it better than them all

Let the road be my guide

As I glide in candy cars

Underneath the moon and the stars

[Verse 4]

Killer, yuh

Runnin' back on that butterscotch, got my paint lookin' peppermint

Pull up, pacin' on brokers, puffin' that purple, it's evident

Smell the scent, I can see the moon and the stars through my evidence

Through we be don't see haters, no focus, 'cause they ain't relevant

Comin' through like the president, wavin' boppers and droppers

I let my truck do the job and they flag us down and they stab us

Wakka like Flocka like TV shows, they watch as you see these hoes

Mesmerized like a leaf, I pull up and slam, do you see these hoes?

This ain't no time for this purple Drake, do you see me po'?

And my cup got them double stack, like that X, do you see me roll?

Paint wet like it's a row, so high I can kiss the clouds

I roll up them sour flowers and smoke till I'm lookin' (Yow)

I'm stuck on this country shit, I'm southern just like the college

Thick bones, cornbread, candied yams and my greens collard

Crawlin' just like a toddler, Pradas pushin' them pedals down

Jackers keep me in magneto mode, I keep that metal 'round (Killer, yeah)

[Verse 5]

So I ride, I lean, I crawl

Do it better than them all

Let the road be my guide

As I glide in candy cars

Underneath the moon and the stars

[Verse 6]

I'd be obliged if you stepped outside

Smokin' that bum-ass shit, bitch

You get no play in this ride

Brother self hide, they built many vets after mine

But I think they did it best in '89

Adeline at the red light, mindin' my business

Holdin' my weed lower the slight crack in my windows

Playin' all three of my mirrors, I ain't nervous but I'm servin' it

Them devils tryin' to get me, 'cause I'm swervin', bangin' curbs

And they can't stand to see me with it

But it don't stop, just provoke me more to drop my top

Now, we planetarium status

Flickin' ashes in the Big Dipper

You ain't as high as me, mister

I screwin' your sister from a fifty foot distance

Now she missin', caught up in a twister

Tropicana, pour me up a glass o' Tang

Roll up some of that NASA, mane, yes sir

[Verse 7]

So I ride, I lean, I crawl

Do it better than them all

Let the road be my guide

As I glide in candy cars

Underneath the moon and the stars

Written by: Devin Copeland, Justin Scott, Kyle Riley, Shante Franklin

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