Smokepurpp & Murda Beatz - Walking Thru The Mall (To The Moon 3) lyrics

[Intro] Woah Murda, bless yo trap Woah M-M-M-Murda Woah, woah, woah [Chorus] Walking through the mall, Like I'm in a mood Like I can't come home, Ooh Walking through the mall, Like I'm in a mood Like I can't come home, Ooh (Lil Purpp! Yeah) [Post Chorus] Still got a Glock in my benz Cartier frames on my face I won't smoke on [?] mans, Ooh [?] Got this Draco, b*tch I keep for revenge fu*k it, set her up to be a model like she not a ten, Ooh [Verse] I got a Glock in my mattress, fu*king an actress Smoking on dope, I got ashes on ashes Louis V. bag and I'm steppin' with ratchets, Ooh Hit from the back, and I beat it [?] I heard my sons a [?] Whip up the chicken, then I chop like a beater, Ooh I'm on the block, serving [?] Murda bless yo trap, b*tch, just like that You don't want smoke, nah this ain't that Look at these baguettes, diamonds on me attached Walked in talkin' bout trap, then took a trip, to the Moon All my ni**as pop pills, I touch the Moon Tiffany Blue diamond pearls on my neck like the Moon Paid diamonds on me like this, Supernova, moon, Yeah! [Chorus] Walking through the mall, Like I'm in a mood Like I can't come home, Ooh Walking through the mall, Like I'm in a mood Like I can't come home, Ooh (Lil Purpp! Yeah) [Post Chorus] Still got a Glock in my benz Cartier frames on my face I won't smoke on [?] mans, Ooh [?] Got this Draco, b*tch I'm getting revenge fu*k it, set her up to be a model like she not a ten, Ooh