Moon Juice (feat. Jeremih)

Hitmaka
 Right Now Sound
 Oh
 Oh-oh-oh, you know what I wanna do
 Tryna take you over the moon (yeah, yeah)
 I just want a sip of the juice, yeah
 Oh-oh-oh (yeah) you know what I wanna do
 Tryna take you over the moon (the moon, yeah, yeah)
 I just want a sip of the juice, yeah, yeah
 Haha, it's up, babe, perfect timing (time)
 Uh, shawty body like a wine glass (wine)
 Five-foot-three with your fine ass (fine)
 Yeah, you get better as the time pass
 One-four-three, you done locked it up (yeah)
 Pull them panties to the sidе, had to mop it up (ooh)
 Tell your lame ex-nigga hе ain't stoppin' us (yeah)
 Double C's, Louis V, had to cop you some
 Cullinan Rolls (Rolls)
 Girl, you're drop-dead in a drop head (yeah)
 Whatever to get you alone
 Can you say my name like it's a topic? (Topic)
 Oh-oh-oh (yeah, yeah) you know what I wanna do (oh)
 Tryna take you over the moon (moon, yeah, yeah)
 I just want a sip of the juice, yeah
 Oh-oh-oh (yeah) you know what I wanna do
 Tryna take you over the moon (moon, yeah, yeah, yeah)
 I just want a sip of the juice, yeah, yeah (king, bitch)
 Soon as I open my mouth, they know I'm from Atlanta
 Where every nigga got a Phantom
 A Audemars and extendos on they hammers (yeah)
 Stay 'way from paparazzi cameras
 I'm old-school, I'm a dope boy, baby, I ain't never been a scammer
 Raise my antenna (Woo) smooth like a clear dude (uh-huh)
 Two hundred thousand for a bag full of residue (yup)
 Me tuck my tail? I ain't gon' never do (uh-uh)
 Just better know my youngins ain't gon' hesitate when I let 'em loose (forreal)
 But that ain't got nothin' to do with what I'm tellin' you (look)
 Take my number, make me make myself available (here)
 I'll take you somewhere off the grid, be untraceable
 Introduce you to a vibe, irreplaceable, King
 Oh-oh-oh (yeah, yeah) you know what I wanna do (oh)
 Tryna take you over the moon (moon, yeah, yeah)
 I just want a sip of the juice, yeah
 Oh-oh-oh (yeah) you know what I wanna do
 Tryna take you over the moon (moon, yeah, yeah, yeah)
 I just want a sip of the juice, yeah, yeah (king, bitch)
 I know you probably never gon' see like
 You never had a nigga from the hood with that D like
 California, baby, so you know just what we like
 Walk that, talk that, nigga, that G life
 Trunk full of gas usually in my backpack
 Run up on that dawg and I rat-tat-tat-tat-tat
 Seven deuce Caprice, the paint job's a beast
 Cruisin' through the city with your mama or your niece
 On the Eastside, we ride the most, pick-and-roll
 Then we slide to post, stay fly but grab a toast
 You better recognize
 Jeremih and T.I., we collectivize
 Rectify, outstanding
 Premeditated, never reprimanded
 In the mask lookin' like a bandit
 Jettin' in my jet to another planet, that's how I planned it
 Off we go, 'cause you got what I want
 So I'm givin' you what you need
 So stop playin' with me (playin' with me) get in with a boss
 And buckle up 'cause we about to take off, yessir
 Oh-oh-oh (yeah, yeah) you know what I wanna do (oh)
 Tryna take you over the moon (moon, yeah, yeah)
 I just want a sip of the juice, yeah
 Oh-oh-oh (yeah) you know what I wanna do
 Tryna take you over the moon (tryna take you over the moon, yeah, yeah)
 I just want a sip of the juice, yeah, yeah (I just want a sip of the juice)