Moon And Stars (Feat. (Remix) - Killa Kyleon

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

My digital dash

As I mash on the gas

Don't know where I'm going fast

But I'm going there

Stop at the club

Forever show some hoes in there

Shaking their a**

Looking for players with doe to share

But that ain't me tho

Before I trick on a bust it baby

I'm outta the door

If you are looking for savings shawty

Not your hero

More like a guide

I can take you where you want

Would you look in my eye

Like you're supposed to

Cold enough to froze ya

Talking about that pimping

You already have been exposed

Far from being sober

Let's travel into space

While puffin on this Yoda

Glowing like a light saber

Doing what the grownups do

Be grateful that this game was bestowed upon onto you

Cause back there man be traitors don't try to listen to

Cause they front

But they don't do

What I do

Cause they will never ever be this

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

Laid back on that butterscotch

Got my paint lookin' peppermint

Pull up pacing on pokers puffin' that purple it's evident

Smell the scent I can see the moon and the stars in my evidence

Louie V don't see haters no focus cause they irrelevant

Comin' thru like the president wave at my boppers n droppers

I let my trunk do the jump they flag us down n they stop us

Flock us like waka like TV shows they watch us you see these hoes

Mesmerized like khalifa pulled up in a slab do you see these fours

This ain't no Taaka this purple drink do you see me pour

And my cup got them double stacks like that x do u see me roll

Paint wet like it's aroused so high I can kiss the clouds

I roll up them sour flowers and smoke till I'm looking yao

I'm stuck on this country sh*t I'm southern just like the college

Neck bones cornbread candy yams and my greens collard

Crawling just like a toddler pradas pushing them pedals down

Jackers keep me in magneto mode I keep that medal 'round

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

I be obliged if you stepped outside

Smokin' that bum a** sh*t b**ch

You get no play in this ride

Butta' soft high

They built many 'vettes after mine but I think they did it best in 89

Idlin' at the red light mindin' my business

Holdin' my w**d low with a slight crack in my windows

Playin' all three of my mirrors

I ain't nervous

But I'm certain that them devils tryin' to get me

Cause I'm swervin' banging 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 be planetarium status

Flickin' ashes in the big dippa'

You ain't as high as me mista

Eye screwin' your sista' from a fifty foot distance

Now she missin' caught up in a twista' Tropicana

Pour me up a glass of tang

Roll up some of that NASA mane

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