Moonwalking in Calabasas (YG Remix)

Ballin' since I was jit

Way before Oakland and filmin' the skits, I had a goal to get rich

Mama was strugglin' paying the rent

I couldn't help her with shit

Hate that I'm feelin' so stuck in this bitch (Devo, this shit hard)

Car broke down, can't fix that shit

I cried at night, I'll admit that shit

O2, old, I'll whip that bitch

She left me 'lone but I miss that bitch

If she text right now, I'll hit that bitch

Old friends like, "How you get that lit?"

Same old me but they think I switched

Fuck old friends, I don't know that bitch

Racks too big, can't fold that shit

Hand get numb when I hold that shit

Mama, I told you we gon' be okay

Whippin' that Benz and she live in L.A

Tryna thank God but don't know what to say

My **** gon' slide, better pray for the opps (Better pray for the opps, ****)

Like Marriam street, moonwalk yo' block (Wе hit yo' block, ****)

Just spent four hundred and somebody gettin' shot (You gon' gеt popped ****)

Covid-19, yeah, the body gon' drop (Them bodies gon' drop ****)

Bloodwalkin' through the Calabasas

I'm tryna hit me a Kardashian

Take her to the trap, fuck her on the mattress

I heard Kris Jenner love this blackness

Mmm, I feel like Michael Jackson

Moonwalking through the Calabasas

Louis bag, gotta hold the ratchet

Just in case a **** want some action

Mmm, got some millions but it's just a fraction

Spendin' money for my satisfaction

Benjamins, we don't fuck with Jacksons

Bet when I drop they won't post that shit (Yeah, yeah, yeah)

All good though, I'ma note that shit

When I blow, you'll owe me bitch

Humble-ass ****, but I know I'm rich

Fuck that shit, I know I'm lit

If we beef I fuck your bitch

All of the **** I beef on the internet

I hit up all of they bitches and get 'em wet

Call her a Uber, I hit 'em and send 'em back

Do it in silence 'cause players' ain't in to that

No oh, I hit his bitch on the low-oh

She said your dick game was so-so

And she had told me your bro-oke, that's tough

Yeah, that's tough, ****

I'm really hip ain't gotta stunt, ****

Five milli' this month

I'm in foreign, my trunk in the front, ****, whoa

Plus my baby mama bad (Bad)

All my bitches be mad (Mad)

Put her in a "baby mama" G Wag' (G Wag')

They like, "How I compete with that?" (Whoa)

Me and Kyrie hit the same bitch

Me and Justin Bieber got the same manager

I'm a felony with a stripe but I'm banded up (I'm a bandit, yeah)

Got a call Drake to get in Canada

Braggin' 'bout yo' house, got cameras (Got cameras)

You can get smoked on camera (Get smoked)

Fuck all the opps, get 'em bandaged up (Fuck all the opps)

Hit his bitch all night, I got stamina

Spent four hunnid on beanies, easy

She want dick, she needy, freaky

I like Wraiths, no Lamborghini

She off X, she sleepy, sleepy, yeah

Make me a wish no genie, genie

Vanish on **** just like Houdini

Mmm, I feel like Michael Jackson

Moonwalking through the Calabasas

Louis bag, gotta hold the ratchet

Just in case a **** want some action

Mmm, got some millions but it's just a fraction

Spendin' money for my satisfaction

Benjamins, we don't fuck with Jacksons

Benjamin's, we don't fuck with Jackson's

I feel like Michael Jackson

Moonwalkin' through the Calabasas