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letra de to the moon - mr. shiz nasty

[verse 1: mr. shiz nasty]
feelin’ myself, they say “shiz boy, you way too smooth”
all the rappers out clubbin’ when i’m out here makin’ these moves
you know that i carry a hammer, yes, i carry a tool
i don’t answer dms, she text me “nasty, you rude”
you know that i’m movin’ that pack, i’m in the streets and i’m movin’ that food
don’t pay attention to opps, i’m on yo’ block, not even thinkin’ ’bout you
how many years remove? lil’ rappers assume that they are not destined for doom, yeah
take out my glock, uppin’ the stock, shiz nasty could go to the moon
i’m in the same place i went to pre-k
she want a freak, i want a briefcasе
you want the hoes, i want the monеy
that’s why these posers, they look at me funny
but if you test me when you pull up
you pump the brakes and you crash like a dummy
i got three cars, i don’t even drive
if you want a picture, get in line
if you want a feature, pay the price
if you want a party, you came to the right spot
i can’t pick up a b-tch with an ipod
think that i’m lyin’ but i’m not
shorty got a body like my god
keepin’ it clean, no lysol
k!llin’ the track, it’s a write-off
pass it to pk, i’m signed off
[verse 2: pk freeze]
strapped up like i’m rummy and gin
my mac tucked, don’t f-ck with me again
to the moon, i take off in a sp-ceship
to the top, me and shiz, we gon’ make it
to real, swear i could never fake it
f-cked his b-tch, i don’t know why he hatin’
pulled up with a steel and it’s stainless
yuh, i don’t leave a clue on the scene
f-cked on his b-tch, then we blockin’, removin’ me, that sh-t be lookin’ real stupid to me
shootin’ my shot, now i got her ballin’, but that shoulda thrown like hoopin’ to me
but know i’m a g.o.a.t, got a two and a three in my bag
i’m on my bullsh-t when i’m on a track
swear these rappers could never go line for line with me if they was addicted to crack
he want the addy, i said i’m the map
explorer like dora, b-tch i’m tryna tap
i only spit facts, b-tch i never act
you lookin’ like lids ’cause all you do cap
i’m at the top, i don’t see an opponent
keef in my blunt when i’m smokin’, it’s potent
she in my dms, i’m tryna stay focused
when she in my dms, her man lookin’ hopeless
but she not worth it
they be ridin’ my wave, but they not surfin’
in any race, i’ma take first
b-tch, i’m on the grind and you not workin’
yeah, i got money, he did not earn it
b-tch, i’m known to be hot like a d-mn furnace
snakes in the grass, i don’t f-ck with serpents
and yo’ b-tch like a combo, i’m doin’ it perfect (perfect)

- mr shiz nasty

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