Make Sense Pt 3
[Verse 1: Moon]
You play me, you play with your life
I got no time for a wife
I know these bitches is trife
I got a jug for the night
Doublin' up on the price
I know this shit got 'em hype
I'm takin' dime and snatchin' your ice
I out here grindin', livin' the life
Always been wildin', I'm takin' flights, Moon

[Verse 2: Lil Krash]
I had to get on my grind
If he talkin' shit, he get checked like the time
Nigga don't get outta' line
I'm pourin' mud in my Sprite
Rollin' up Woods got me high
Fuckin two bitches, they bi
Fuck 'em, then tell 'em, "goodbye"
Ran off on your plug, now he dry
My niggas ready to slide, said my niggas ready to ride
[Verse 3: Moon]
Don't tell me you know what it be
Like Wu, I be gettin' the cream
You slackin', you can't move with me
On a cruise and I'm gainin' a fee
I be smokin' this Dragon OG
Ain't no gas, but I'm gassin' the beef
I be taxin', you ask for a feature
Don't know you, then you gotta' leave
Can't hold you, I'm tryna' do me
You know how I go, how I be
I look at the wrist and it freeze
I'm known 'round the town for the freeze

[Verse 4: Lil Krash]
My shooters pull out where you sleep
That shit you be smokin' on cheap
All of these bitches gon' cheat
But me, I be focused on cheese
You want a verse? It ain't free
I'm gettin' head from a freak
She blowin' me while I'm blowin my weed
If that bitch broke, we can't link
If you want smoke, then it's beef
Hollows in your body, weak
[Verse 5: Moon & Lil Krash]
Criminal, water Atlantis
The music ain't never gon' vanish
The units I'm movin' advantage
They hearin' me drip like it's icy
Spittin' that fire, it's rapid
From the tar and these targets be practice
From the graph and I'm goin' up graphic, uh
Been had the key, I'm a locksmith
Fixin' the game like a blacksmith
Makin' it flip with my last bit
This bitch act the same as my last bitch
They know how I'm gettin' it crackin'
Pull up, we not with that actin'
Me and my weed get it crackin'
Drippin', just check out the fashion
Save it up top for the caption
I get a check and I stack it
Run up some gas and I pass it
Glock on my hip, I ain't lackin'
Glock on my hip, I ain't lackin'

[Verse 6: Moon]
Re-up with the reinforcement
Takin' shots, leave the leakers scorin'
We them boys from the least deported
Need the weed and the weed imported
Prob'ly in the spot Scott Storchin'
Keep the flock in the plot quarters
Business man, I am not corporate
Way too pivotal, move like a general
Mixin' the minerals, uh
Lil' boy was raised by the criminals, uh
I've never been like an imbecile, uh
I'm 'bout to get it, you know it is
'Hunnids wrist when I'm comin' in
Now I know when the nine Os get flipped
Nigga, all through the hills
I ain't trippin', yeah you know the drill
Come through, this a roadkill
Comin' through, all the richest too
I'mma need a couple bags too
Then they lookin' like they minuscule
Back then, I got the bag too
Like a nigga goin' back to school
I ain't trippin' off of nothin' now
Prob'ly kill it on the Pro Tools
Y'all already know I goes in
Protocol, what they tryna' do?
I ain't trippin' off of nothin' now
Ain't no question, ain't no interviews
You already know they see the views
Comin' through, I'm in the rear view
Prob'ly comin' through flashin' now
You don't even see the clear view
[Outro: Moon]
Goddamn, nigga
Freestyle king