TO THE MOON - Gunna Remix

Sit by myself

Talking to the moon

Teh, ha, pull up the ting, gon' turn up

Teh, ha, yeah, yeah (tryna get to you)

Teh, ha, ha, pull up the ting, gon' turn up

Teh, ha, yeah, yeah (tryna get to you), teh, teh, teh

Pull up the ting, gon' turn up (brr, bo-bo-bo, bo-bo-bo, bo-bo-bo, tryna get to you)

Yeah, yeah, pull up the ting, gon' turn up (doo-doo-doo-doo)

Yeah, yeah (tryna get to you)

Uh-huh, slatt, pull up, the P's gon' turn up

I smoke out the P, Biscotti weed, I burn up

Real flesh on me, I bought her the brand-new Rover

I get in that jeans, wet water like Pepsi-Cola

Ah-ah, I got an old cougar

Fine brown, give me that brown sugar

Thom Browne, drip in your town, hold up

Gunna got now, we make the world turn up

Pull up the ting, gon' turn up

Cashmere turtle, yeah, I finna her get her

My baby a flirter, I let her get away with murder

Just like the front burner, I ain't got no scrubs in my circle

Teh, ha, pull up the ting, gon' turn up

Teh, ha, yeah, yeah (tryna get to you)

Teh, ha, ha, pull up the ting, gon' turn up

Teh, ha, yeah, yeah (tryna get to you), teh, teh, teh

Pull up the ting, gon' turn up (brr, bo-bo-bo, bo-bo-bo, bo-bo-bo, tryna get to you)

Yeah, yeah, pull up the ting, gon' turn up (doo-doo-doo-doo)

Yeah, yeah (tryna get to you)

Huh, fly to France, and we can spend time in the Louvre, magical time with you

Jump in the coupe, then take a flight back to Corse, part of the side on my boots

I got baddies on mind, been in love since I dropped moods, I fuck my bitches in twos

I got plan on my line, how the fuck can I lose? If I won't come out my shoes

Jacket Moncler, in my town I'm pushin' that P

I'm out, send 40 for the fee, might just cop a bando by the sea

I spend another month in L.A., just a fucked a French bitch from the bay

And from Senegal, je ne parles pas le Français, yeah-yee

Teh, ha, pull up the ting, gon' turn up

Teh, ha, yeah, yeah (tryna get to you)

Teh, ha, ha, pull up the ting, gon' turn up

Teh, ha, yeah, yeah (tryna get to you), teh, teh, teh

Pull up the ting, gon' turn up (brr, bo-bo-bo, bo-bo-bo, bo-bo-bo, tryna get to you)

Yeah, yeah, pull up the ting, gon' turn up (doo-doo-doo-doo)

Yeah, yeah (tryna get to you)

(Tryna get to you)

(Tryna get to)