TO THE MOON - Gunna Remix Song Lyrics - Jnr Choi

Sit by myself
Talking to the moon

Teh, ha, pull up the ting, gon' turn up
Teh, ha, yeah, yeah
Teh, ha, ha, pull up the ting, gon' turn up
Teh, ha, yeah, yeah
Teh, teh, teh
Pull up the ting, gon' turn up (brr) (bop bop bop, bop bop bop, bop bop bop)
Yeah, yeah, pull up the ting, gon' turn up
(Du-du-du-du) yeah

Uh, uh
Oh, slatt, pull up, the P's, gon' turn up
Smoke out the P, Biscotti weed, I burn up
Reflection of me, I bought her the brand new Rover
I get in that jeans, wet water like Pepsi, Cola
Ah ah, I got an old cougar
Fine brown, give me that brown sugar
Thom Browne, drippin' your town, hold up
Gunna got now, we make the world turn up
Pull up the ting, gon' turn up
Cashmere turtle, yeah, I've been in her girdle
My baby a flirter, I let her get away with murder
Just like the front burner, I ain't got no scrubs in my circle

Teh, ha, pull up the ting, gon' turn up
Teh, ha, yeah, yeah
Teh, ha, ha, pull up the ting, gon' turn up
Teh, ha, yeah, yeah
Teh, teh, teh
Pull up the ting, gon' turn up (brr) (bop bop bop, bop bop bop, bop bop bop)
Yeah, yeah, pull up the ting, gon' turn up
(Du-du-du-du) yeah

Huh, fly to France and we can spend time in the Louvre
Magically, time was in loop
Jump in the coupe, then take a flight back to Cruz
Prada the sign on my boots
I got baddies on mind, been in love since I dropped moods
I fuck my bitches in twos
I got platinum online
How the fuck can I lose? Try, won't come out my shoes
Jacket Moncler, in my town I'm pushin' that P
I'm out, send forty for the fee
Man just copped a bando by the sea
Might spend another month in LA
Just a fucked a French bitch from The Bay
And from a Sénégalais, je ne parle pas le Français, yeah

Teh, ha, pull up the ting, gon' turn up
Teh, ha, yeah, yeah
Teh, ha, ha, pull up the ting, gon' turn up
Teh, ha, yeah, yeah
Teh, teh, teh
Pull up the ting, gon' turn up (brr) (bop bop bop, bop bop bop, bop bop bop)
Yeah, yeah, pull up the ting, gon' turn up
(Du-du-du-du) yeah
(Trynna get to you)
(Trynna get)