Listen to TO THE MOON (feat. Fivio Foreign, Russ Millions & Sam Tompkins) [Drill Remix] by JNR CHOI, M24 & G Herbo

TO THE MOON (feat. Fivio Foreign, Russ Millions & Sam Tompkins) [Drill Remix]

JNR CHOI, M24 & G Herbo

Hip-Hop/Rap

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Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS

JNR CHOI

Performer

M24

Performer

G Herbo

Performer

Fivio Foreign

Performer

Russ Millions

Performer

Sam Tompkins

Performer

COMPOSITION & LYRICS

Jeff Bhasker

Songwriter

Ari Levine

Songwriter

Bruno Mars

Songwriter

Albert Winkler

Songwriter

P. Lawrence

Songwriter

PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING

Parked Up

Producer

Marrik Shearer

Mixing Engineer

Lyrics

[Verse 1]

(Sit by myself, talking to the moon)

[Verse 2]

Pull up the ting, gon' turn up

Pull up the ting, gon' turn up

Pull up the ting, gon' turn up

(Yeah, yeah) Pull up the ting, gon' turn up

[Verse 3]

Huh, yeah (Yeah), huh (Huh)

I feel like I need my city (My city)

They want me to move (Want me to move)

But I can't leave my city (Naw), huh (Hah)

If he not with me, the heat not with me (Uh)

Charities (Charities)

Give-backs (Give-backs)

Everything's given, I feed my city

Whole city cryin', they ain't need my pity (Uh)

He can't talk if she not litty (Uh)

Don't ask me how I treat my biddies (Uh)

I don't spill tea, I keep my innies (Uh)

Uh (Uh), yeah (Yeah), huh

I'm on the move again (I'm on the move again)

And I'm with some hooligans

I did some things that I prolly'll do again (Chyeah)

Down with some friends that I prolly'll lose again

His name is Fivi', you prolly could google him

He wanna take you to go on the moon with him

He wanna teach you how to get in tune with him

That boy a demon (That boy a demon)

Huh (Baow!), nobody can shoot with him

He got the baddies wishin' it was two of him

My bet the whole city gonna root for him

[Verse 4]

Pull up with a Tina Turner

Lock that rave off, party pooper (Lock that)

Nowadays, I can't even speak my mind

Cah they might try black-ball me like snooker (No cap)

Pull up with a ting, go turn up (Uh)

And turn this whole place upside-down (Uhuh)

Gyal from West, baddie from East

And I got a leng one outta town (Leng one)

Is it 'cause I got racks in my pocket? (Yes)

Is it 'cause I make maximum profit (Uhuh)

Shoppin', cop it, spot it, drop it (Drop that)

Celebrate wins and learn from losses (Uhuh)

Came from the jungle, now we young bosses (Yes)

I told her come roll with the goons (Come roll with the goons)

I took his gyal and then gave her back

Now I'm off to the moon, yeah (Uhuh uh uh uh)

[Verse 5]

Pull up the ting, gon' turn up

Pull up the ting, gon' turn up

Pull up the ting, gon' turn up

(Yeah, yeah) Pull up the ting, gon' turn up

[Verse 6]

Fill up the ride with burners

Touch one of mine, same night he gets curtains (Fill 'em up)

Need a big MAC, no burger

Back then I was out front like Werner

Took his MAC, you better stand on that

Go on, pull up, crash and leave a paigon flat

Baddest bitch, I got hands on that

She love me bad, but she knows I'm tapped

Pull her hair when I hit from the back

Pull it up when you hear this track

Gyal pullin' up and we're airing that

I can't call a truce, I'm not hearin' that

Cah friends turn enemies, course that's jealousy

Shoulda took a M when man was tellin' me

None of them bwoy can fuck with my energy

Russ got the game inna penalties

[Verse 7]

I'm who they call in to kill on a track

It's Herbo, I been had a mill with no plaques

Every day, totin' the steel, but it's black

Live in L.A., but I chill in the 'Raq

"Why you drink liquor, no juice like that?" (It's me)

"Why you just pull up in a coupe like that?"

'Cause I make a lotta cake, "How you do it?" Like that

"He don't do it like this", yeah, I do it like that

I be playin' with racks

Drama on the net got me plannin' back

You don't want smoke, I be playin' with gats

Ooh, I get so much cash, only time I get mad, when I'm payin' my tax

You don't know how I feel

Shit really lit, you don't know how I live

Keep on the ski, you don't know who I is

And beats like these be easy to me 'cause we infinite drill

[Verse 8]

Pull up the ting, gon' turn up

Pull up the ting, gon' turn up

Pull up the ting, gon' turn up

(Yeah, yeah) Pull up the ting, gon' turn up

Written by: Albert Winkler, Ari Levine, Bruno Mars, Jeff Bhasker, Philip Lawrence

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