Aim For The Moon – Pop Smoke ft. Quavo

Letra da música Aim For The Moon. Acesse as músicas mais tocadas e lançamentos de Pop Smoke ft. Quavo.

Yeah, haha
Shoot for the stars, aim (Woo) for the moon
You ain’t cool (I’m feelin’ treeshy), ’til I say you cool Yeah, yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah (Oh), yeah, yeah (I’m on Venus)
Yeah, yeah, yeah (
Yeah, yeah, are you dumb? Look (Ooh)

You don’t know what you started, I pop a Perc’, go retarded I got the drip, it came straight from the faucet
Mr. Dior Dior, they know where it started, yeah (Oh)
She wanna Netflix and chill, fuck off the pill
Go in the store, shop at Dior (Oh)
Come to my crib, take all my shirts
Pop all my Percs and sleep in my drawers
You talkin’ too much, baby, pour up a four
We both bust a nut, now leave me alone
When we at Miami, we stay at the Mondrian (Oh) We pull up to Liv in the Cullinan
Welcome her to the party, the after party’s after party (Oh) Then party again
A hundred bitches, hardly any men (Oh)
In my room is where the party begin
Let’s take a flight to Bora Bora, it’s time to catch a tan, look
It’s still free all my niggas that’s sittin’ there stuck up in the jam (Free all my niggas, yeah)
I could show you how to vibe but I can’t be ya man, yeah, uh
No, no, no, yeah
Shoot for the stars (Shoot, shoot, shoot)
Aim for the moon (For the moon)
You ain’t cool (You ain’t cool), ’til I say you cool Yeah, yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah (Skrrt skrrt), yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah (Skrrt skrrt), yeah, yeah (Yeah, yeah) Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah (Yeah)
Yeah, yeah (Skrrt skrrt), yeah, yeah

Yeah, Pop Smoke the woo (Pop)
I play with the check and it’s blue (Blue)
We mobbin’ then tyin’, no shoot (Tie)
You play with the group we gon’ shoot (Shoot) He in Dior, I’m in Prada (Prada)
We rich, we came from the bottom (Rich)
I’m a Migo, I feel like a doctor (Migo)
Goin’ surgical with the new chopper (Grrra)
Five hundred thousand, I’m in flex mode (Yeah)
We got all the work, we make your trap close (Trap) Gang havin’ loyalty, we ten toes (Ten)
Nah, nobody givin’ up why would the gang fold? (Yeah)
We outside, we totin’ them bangers, we not shootin’ at strangers (We outside)
Say what you wanna say, long as it ain’t us ’cause my niggas gon’ hang ya
Look at them young niggas goin’ crazy, crazy
Man, them niggas too dangerous (Crazy)
We gonna make ’em famous, the beautiful country, got stars and bangers (Stars)

Shoot for the stars, aim for the moon You ain’t cool ’til I say you cool
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