Moonwalking in Calabasas (Carnage Remix)

Ballin since I was a jit
Way before Oakland and filmin the skits
I had a goal to get rich
Mama was strugglin payin the rent
I couldnt help her with sh*t
Hate that Im feelin so stuck in this b*tch
Car broke down, cant fix that sh*t
I cried at night, Ill admit that sh*t
02 old, Ill whip that b*tch
She left me lone but I miss that b*tch
If she text right now, Ill hit that b*tch
Old friends like, 'How you get that lit?'
Same old me but they think I switched
F*ck old friends, I dont know that b*tch
Racks too big, cant fold that sh*t
I aint get none when I owed that sh*t

Mama, I told you we gon be okay
Whippin the Benz and she live in L.A.
Tryna thank God, but dont know what to say
Dont call that lil ass place no estate
Lot of square footage where DDG stay
Bought in August Im movin in May
Hop out the foreigns and black as my race
No its not rented, its racks in the bank
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 n*ggas just like Houdini
Mm, I feel like Michael Jackson
Moonwalkin through the Calabasas
Louie bag gotta hold the ratchet
Just in case a n*gga want some action
Mm, got some millions but its just a fraction
Spendin money for my satisfaction
Benjamins, we dont f*ck with Jacksons

Bet when I dropped, they dont post that shit (yeah, yeah, yeah)
All good though, Ima note that shit
When I blow, youll owe me b*tch
Humble ass n*gga but I know Im rich (yeah, rich ass f*ck)
F*ck that shit, I know Im lit
If we beef, I f*ck your b*tch
All of the n*ggas I beef on the internet
I hit up all of they b*tches and get em wet
Call her Uber, I hit em and send em back
Do it in silence cause players aint in to that
No, oh, I hit his b*tch on the low, oh
She said your dick game was so-so
And she had told me your broke (thats tough)

I got a blicky, it sit on my hip
Because L.A is tricky, they tryna come get me
Bought some Balencis, they dont even fit me
They 950 but f*ck it, no biggie
Im with a biddie, she tryna get busy
She kiss on my neck but told her no hickey
Tryna get with me, I told her she silly
She just for the night cause my b*tch is too pretty
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 n*ggas just like Houdini
Mm, I feel like Michael Jackson
Moonwalkin through the Calabasas
Louie bag gotta hold the ratchet
Just in case a n*gga want some action
Mm, got some millions but its just a fraction
Spendin money for my satisfaction
Benjamins, we dont f*ck with Jackson's
Benjamins, we don't f*ck with Jacksons
I feel like Michael Jackson
Moonwalking through the Calabasas