DUBXX - Moonwalkers lyrics

[Intro] Gunner, Gunner [Verse 1 – Machine Gun Kelly & DUBXX] Walk up in the spot with hella reefer on me Pockets full of what? Hella quarters, like I’m ’bout to feed the meter Only two seaters, I mean two chiefers We ain’t even parking We just spark it and fly frequent Up in the sky, Jesus Gave me high fives, Peter Pan full of yams Trees lit like Christmas Eve I’m so facetious, so indecent f** the world and leave it speechless Rock that jacket with the cheetah Look like Elvis with these sequins, I’m saying [Hook/Chorus – DUBXX] Roll up, my n***a, what’s the hold up, my n***a? Smoke until my eyes red as Coca Cola, my n***a Where I’m from you get popped, that ain’t soda, my n***a Got a bag full of green like some groceries, n***a [Verse 2 – Machine Gun Kelly] Yeah, fast life, hash pipes, lit up like flashlights Fast cash, back scratch, steal off on last night Super stoned, where is home? I missed the last flight Aww man, hella saucy, I got the last bite What you call it when you feel like you’re on the moon talking? Michael Jackson with my actions, I call this moonwalking Moving backwards, rolling Backwoods, I don’t care who’s watching EST a f**ing army, I’m the platoon sergeant [Hook/Chorus – DUBXX] Roll up, my n***a, what’s the hold up, my n***a? Smoke until my eyes red as Coca Cola, my n***a Where I’m from you get popped, that ain’t soda, my n***a Got a bag full of green like some groceries, n***a [Verse 3 – Machine Gun Kelly & DUBXX] Look, all I ever wanted was the cash I don’t roll it up if it ain’t gas Tank full, going to the moon I can see the snakes in the gra** You could never ever get us, ayy It’s a Tommy Hilfiger day Ain’t nobody realer than us Ain’t nobody triller than us Ayy, Birdman hands on ’em (brrr) Hermes smell on him b**h you know we coming out the van Shout out to the fans Early Monday morning, haha I packed a Tulu bag high as f**, already soaring Where you going? Space station, engine roaring (woah) Getting face in the foreign (yeah) Sex tape like it’s p**n Space game with the Martians I don’t ever do the norm [Interlude – Machine Gun Kelly] Ayy we only stepping out for the big sh** Champagne supernova type sh** Cards on the table, ace, king, queen, haha [Hook/Chorus – DUBXX] Roll up, my n***a, what’s the hold up, my n***a? Smoke until my eyes red as Coca Cola, my n***a Where I’m from you get popped, that ain’t soda, my n***a Got a bag full of green like some groceries, n***a Roll up, my n***a, what’s the hold up, my n***a? Smoke until my eyes red as Coca Cola, my n***a Where I’m from you get popped, that ain’t soda, my n***a Got a bag full of green like some groceries, n***a