Moonwalkers
Lyrics Machine Gun Kelly (MGK)

Featuring: DubXX

Written by: Colson Baker, E. Harris III, Eric Allen

Produced by: Lil Rich

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Gunner, Gunner

Walk up in the spot with hella reefer on me
Pockets full of what?
Hella quarters, like I'm 'bout to feed the meter
Only two seaters, I mean two chiefers
We ain't even parkin'
We just spark it and fly frequent
Up in the sky, Jesus
Gave me high fives, Peter
Pan full of yams
Trees lit like Christmas Eve
I'm so facetious, so indecent
F*ck the world and leave it speechless
Rock that jacket with the cheetah
Look like Elvis with these sequins, I'm sayin'

Roll up, my n*gga, what's the hold up, my n*gga?
Smoke until my eyes red as Coca Cola, my n*gga
Where I'm from you get popped, that ain't soda, my n*gga
Got a bag full of green like some groceries, n*gga

Yeah, fast life, hash pipes, lit up like flashlights
Fast cash, back scratch, steal off on last night
Super stoned, where is home? I missed the last flight
Aww man, hella saucy, I got the last bite
What you call it when you feel like you're on the moon talkin'?
Michael Jackson with my actions, I call this moonwalkin'
Movin' backwards, rollin' Backwoods, I don't care who's watchin'
EST a f*ckin' army, I'm the platoon sergeant

Roll up, my n*gga, what's the hold up, my n*gga?
Smoke until my eyes red as Coca Cola, my n*gga
Where I'm from you get popped, that ain't soda, my n*gga
Got a bag full of green like some groceries, n*gga

Look, all I ever wanted was the cash
I don't roll it up if it ain't gas
Tank full, goin' to the moon
I can see the snakes in the grass
You could never ever get us, ayy
It's a Tommy Hilfiger day
Ain't nobody realer than us
Ain't nobody triller than us
Ayy, Birdman hands on 'em (brrr)
Hermes smell on him
B*tch you know we comin' out the van
Shout out to the fans
Early Monday mornin', haha
I packed a Tulu bag high as f*ck, already soarin'
Where you goin'? Space station, engine roarin' (woah)
Gettin' face in the foreign (yeah)
Sex tape like it's porn
Space game with the Martians
I don't ever do the norm

Ayy, we only steppin' out for the big sh*t
Champagne supernova type sh*t
Cards on the table, ace, king, queen, haha

Roll up, my n*gga, what's the hold up, my n*gga?
Smoke until my eyes red as Coca Cola, my n*gga
Where I'm from you get popped, that ain't soda, my n*gga
Got a bag full of green like some groceries, n*gga
Roll up, my n*gga, what's the hold up, my n*gga?
Smoke until my eyes red as Coca Cola, my n*gga
Where I'm from you get popped, that ain't soda, my n*gga
Got a bag full of green like some groceries, n*gga

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