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Future - Moonwalking In Calabasas Yg Remix Lyrics

[Verse 1: DDG & YG]
Ballin' since I was jit
Way before Oakland and filmin' the skits, I had a goal to get rich
Mama was strugglin' paying the rent
I couldn't help her wIth shit
Hate that I'm feelin' so stuck in this bitch (Devo, this shit hard)
Car broke down, can't fix that shit
I cried at night, I'll admit that shit
O2, old, I'll whip that bitch
She left me 'lone but I miss that bitch
If she text right now, I'll hit that bitch
Old friends like "How you get that lit?"
Same old me but they think I switched
Fuck old friends, I don't know that bitch
Racks too big, can't fold that shit
Hand get numb when I hold that shit
Mama I told you "we gon' be okay"
Whippin' that Benz and she live in L.A (Uh)
Tryna thank God but don't know what to say (Wow)

[Verse 2: YG]
My niggas gon' slide, better pray for the opps (Better pray for the opps, nigga)
Like Marriam street, moonwalk yo' block (Wе hit yo' block, nigga)
Just spent four hunnid and somebody gettin' shot (You gon' gеt popped nigga)
Covid-19, yeah, the body gon' drop (Them bodies gon' drop nigga)
Bloodwalkin' through the Calabasas (Ayy)
I'm tryna hit me a Kardashian (Ayy)
Took her to the trap, fuck her on the Mattress (Ayy)
I heard Kris Jenner love this blackness
[Chorus: DDG]
Mm, I feel like Michael Jackson
Moonwalkin' through the Calabasas
Louie bag gotta hold the ratchet
Just in case a nigga want some action
Mm, got some millions but it's just a fraction
Spendin' money for my satisfaction
Benjamin's, we don't fuck with Jackson's

[Verse 3: DDG]
Bet when I drop they won't post that shit (Yeah, yeah, yeah)
All good though I'ma note that shit
When I blow, you'll owe me bitch
Humble ass nigga but I know I'm rich (Yeah, rich as fuck)
Fuck that shit, I know I'm lit
If we beef I fuck yo' bitch
All of the niggas I beef on the internet
I hit up all of they bitches and get 'em wet
Call her a Uber, I hit 'em and send 'em back
Do it in silence 'cause players ain't into to that
No-o, I hit his bitch on the low
She said your dick game was "so-so"
And she had told me you broke (That's tough)

[Verse 4: YG]
Y-Y-Yeah, that's tough, nigga (Ayy)
I'm really hip ain't gotta stunt, nigga (Ayy)
Five milli' this month, I'm in a foreign, my trunk in the front, nigga (Woah)
Plus my baby mama bad (Bad)
All my bitches be mad (Mad)
Put her in a "baby mama" G Wag' (G Wag')
They like "how I compete with that" (Woah)
Me and Kyrie hit the same bitch (Bitch)
Me and Justin Bieber got the same manager (Ew)
I'm a felony with a stripe but I'm banded up (I'm a bandit, yeah)
Gotta call Drake to get in Canada (Ooh)
Braggin' 'bout yo' house, got cameras (Got cameras)
You could get smoked on camera (Get smoked)
Fuck all the opps, get 'em bandaged up (Fuck all the opps)
Hit his bitch all night, I got stamina, nigga
[Pre-Chorus: DDG]
Spent four hunnid on beanies, easy
She want dick, she needy, freaky
I like Wraiths, no Lamborghini
She off X, she sleepy, sleepy, yeah
Make me a wish no genie, genie
Vanish on niggas just like Houdini

[Chorus: DDG]
Mm, I feel like Michael Jackson
Moonwalkin' through the Calabasas
Louie bag gotta hold the ratchet
Just in case a nigga want some action
Mm, got some millions but it's just a fraction
Spendin' money for my satisfaction
Benjamin's, we don't fuck with Jackson's

[Outro: DDG]
Benjamin's, we don't fuck with Jackson's
I feel like Michael Jackson
Moonwalkin' through the Calabasas