Moon Walkin Lyrics - Jay Critch

[Chorus: Rich The Kid & Jay Critch] 

Bitch I be ballin' like KD 

I fuck a bitch and her friends 

I think we did it again 

I been walkin' with them bands 

Hey, moon walkin' off a xan 

Ayy, fucked a girl, she a fan 

She let me hit it on video 

My set gon' smell like a cheerio 

Bitch I be ballin' like KD 

I fuck your bitch off the gram 

Pull up in a Rari like damn 

Foreign ho from Japan 

Ayy, bitch I stick to the plan 

Remember I was juggin' for the grams 

Ayy, then we ran off with your pack 

Young nigga ran up a sack 

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[Verse 1: Rich The Kid & Jay Critch] 

Run it up, run it up 

Nasty bitch, fuck her right on the furniture 

Paris ride in a Rari, foreigner 

Fuck a model bitch and I'm recording her 

She wanna fuck 'cause I'm comin up 

Pull up in Rari's, no Hummer truck 

Ayy, bitch I be ballin' like Mike and 'em 

I got the bands, now she likin' him 

Yeah, took your bitch no pardon me, sorry 

Skateboard bitches callin' me gnarly 

Diamonds flash like the paparazzi, yeah 

Big thirty, now them boys don't want problems 

Stepback, now that boy look like Harden 

Rich Forever, now my chain look like water, yeah 

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[Chorus: Rich The Kid & Jay Critch] 

Bitch I be ballin' like KD 

I fuck a bitch and her friends 

I think we did it again 

I been walkin' with them bands 

Hey, moon walkin' off a xan 

Ayy, fucked a girl, she a fan 

She let me hit it on video 

My set gon' smell like a cheerio 

Bitch I be ballin' like KD 

I fuck your bitch off the gram 

Pull up in a Rari like damn 

Foreign ho from Japan 

Ayy, bitch I stick to the plan 

Remember I was juggin' for the grams 

Ayy, then we ran off with your pack 

Young nigga ran up a sack 

[Verse 2: Famous Dex, Jay Critch, & Rich The Kid] 

Ah-Dexter, look 

Bitch I be ballin' like KD 

Blockin' bitches off the gram 

Naw I do not do no xans 

I like to draw on my pants 

Ice on my neck, colosseum 

Come get your girl, she be all in my DMs 

Sixteen, I was whippin' that BM 

She fuckin' on me 'cause her man wanna be him 

I just might make her my BM 

Foreign bitch, she Korean 

I let her stay for the weekend 

Fifty K on a backend 

I get the money, them M&Ms; 

I fuck your bitch, she ain't in to him 

I'm ballin' hard above the rim 

Run up on me, put the blood on your Timbs 

Don't wanna bump me, got the guard on my hip 

She suckin' me up, I'm gon' cum on her lips 

Big choppers, I got guns like I'm Tip 

Ran off with that pack, hit the block, make it flip 

Big choppers like I'm Tip 

I'ma just nut on her lips 

Oh shit, she got milk 

My homies be blood, and some of 'em crip 

[Chorus: Rich The Kid & Jay Critch] 

Bitch I be ballin' like KD 

I fuck a bitch and her friends 

I think we did it again 

I been walkin' with them bands 

Hey, moon walkin' off a xan 

Ayy, fucked a girl, she a fan 

She let me hit it on video 

My set gon' smell like a cheerio 

Bitch I be ballin' like KD 

I fuck your bitch off the gram 

Pull up in a Rari like damn 

Foreign ho from Japan 

Ayy, bitch I stick to the plan 

Remember I was juggin' for the grams 

Ayy, then we ran off with your pack 

Young nigga ran up a sack 

[Verse 3: Rich The Kid & Jay Critch] 

Yeah, diamonds on me and they wet, splash 

Trap nigga, birds takin' a bath 

Whip a brick then I'm buying a Jag 

Hey, zip 'em up like Bathin' Ape 

Whip it up like we bakin' cakes 

Chop-chop it up, yeah shavin' weight 

We was broke, now we rich forever 

Too many diamonds, might break the bezel 

We got the money, might flex together 

She suck my dick on the dresser 

She give me brain like professors 

I'm a professional flexer 

And I ball, Michael Vick 

We was broke, now we rich 

Trap phone, hangin' up on the plug 

Rich nigga with a cup full of mud 

Xans on me, I been takin' the drugs 

Bad bitch wanna fuck with a thug 

Come too close, catch a couple of slugs 

Chain shining on me, now she fallin' in love 

You ain't grinding homie, you ain't gettin' no buzz 

Maserati, used to ride on the bus 

[Chorus: Rich The Kid & Jay Critch] 

Bitch I be ballin' like KD 

I fuck a bitch and her friends 

I think we did it again 

I been walkin' with them bands 

Hey, moon walkin' off a xan 

Ayy, fucked a girl, she a fan 

She let me hit it on video 

My set gon' smell like a cheerio 

Bitch I be ballin' like KD 

I fuck your bitch off the gram 

Pull up in a Rari like damn 

Foreign ho from Japan 

Ayy, bitch I stick to the plan 

Remember I was juggin' for the grams 

Ayy, then we ran off with your pack 

Young nigga ran up a sack