Sun behind me, moon in front
Sun behind me, moon in front
Sun behind me, moon in front
Sun behind me, moon in front
Sun behind me, moon in front
Sun behind me, moon in front
Sun behind me, moon in front
Sun behind me, moon in front
Ha, chyeah, uh, swag, chyeah
Pure dope, I don't do coke
Pure smoke, gun in the coat
Pure weed, none in a roach
Pure molly, fresh off the boat
Pink or green? Imma do both
Two baddies, Imma do both
Out my mind giving emotion, touch the sky giving emotion
Shirt untied, show no emotion, check the swag, check my swag, check my moves
I clock the game, here I am still acting stupid
Must not clocked how I hop out the car like Vladimir Putin
I'm in a Rolls with more firearms than a federal unit
I'm about to trademark the lil leather pants, I'm on King Un
Security running beside the car, I'm King Un
Rude boy wind down the window, who the fuck is you?
From the drivers side, let the ting go, what the fuck you doing? Come on
Bingo, hit road, someone check, come on
Tryna get sassy in traffic the 45 kept it cute, come on
I'm on that Colonel Gaddafi, got baddies securing the coupe, trust, come on, and I might spit one lyric, come like I made it up
Someone died, they're pointing fingers, somebody saying it's us
Criminal vibes, 007 and I should've came in a tux
I should've came right in her eyes, so she can't see I'm the one
I thought it was me, myself and I, but I had my gun
You know I keep a new disguise, like I'm on the run
I know this shit gonna be iconic when it's said and done
Sun behind me, moon in front
Sun behind me, moon in front
Sun behind me, moon in front
Sun behind me, moon in front
Sun behind me, moon in front
Sun behind me, moon in front
Sun behind me, moon in front
Sun behind me, moon in front
