Moonwalking in Calabasas (YG Remix) lyrics

[Verse 1: DDG & YG]
Ballin' since I was jit
Way before Oakland and filmin' the skits, I had a goal to get rich
Mama was strugglin' paying the rent
I couldn't help her wIth sh*t
Hate that I'm feelin' so stuck in this b*tch (Devo, this sh*t hard)
Car broke down, can't fix that sh*t
I cried at night, I'll admit that sh*t
O2, old, I'll whip that b*tch
She left me 'lone but I miss that b*tch
If she text right now, I'll 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 don't know that b*tch
Racks too big, can't fold that sh*t
Hand get numb when I hold that sh*t
Mama I told you "we gon' be okay"
Whippin' that Benz and she live in L.A (Uh)
Tryna thank God but don't know what to say (Wow)

[Verse 2: YG]
My n*ggas gon' slide, better pray for the opps (Better pray for the opps, n*gga)
Like Marriam street, moonwalk yo' block (Wе hit yo' block, n*gga)
Just spent four hunnid and somebody gettin' shot (You gon' gеt popped n*gga)
Covid-19, yeah, the body gon' drop (Them bodies gon' drop n*gga)
Bloodwalkin' through the Calabasas (Ayy)
I'm tryna hit me a Kardashian (Ayy)
Took her to the trap, f*ck her on the Mattress (Ayy)
I heard Kris Jenner love this blackness
[Chorus: DDG]
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 it's just a fraction
Spendin' money for my satisfaction
Benjamin's, we don't f*ck with Jackson's

[Verse 3: DDG]
Bet when I drop they won't post that sh*t (Yeah, yeah, yeah)
All good though I'ma note that sh*t
When I blow, you'll owe me b*tch
Humble ass n*gga but I know I'm rich (Yeah, rich as f*ck)
f*ck that sh*t, I know I'm lit
If we beef I f*ck yo' 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 a Uber, I hit 'em and send 'em back
Do it in silence 'cause players ain't into to that
No-o, I hit his b*tch on the low
She said your di*k game was "so-so"
And she had told me you broke (That's tough)

[Verse 4: YG]
Y-Y-Yeah, that's tough, n*gga (Ayy)
I'm really hip ain't gotta stunt, n*gga (Ayy)
Five milli' this month, I'm in a foreign, my trunk in the front, n*gga (Woah)
Plus my baby mama bad (Bad)
All my b*tches be mad (Mad)
Put her in a "baby mama" G Wag' (G Wag')
They like "how I compete with that" (Woah)
Me and Kyrie hit the same b*tch (b*tch)
Me and Justin Bieber got the same manager (Ew)
I'm a felony with a stripe but I'm banded up (I'm a bandit, yeah)
Gotta call Drake to get in Canada (Ooh)
Braggin' 'bout yo' house, got cameras (Got cameras)
You could get smoked on camera (Get smoked)
f*ck all the opps, get 'em bandaged up (f*ck all the opps)
Hit his b*tch all night, I got stamina, n*gga
[Pre-Chorus: DDG]
Spent four hunnid on beanies, easy
She want di*k, 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

[Chorus: DDG]
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 it's just a fraction
Spendin' money for my satisfaction
Benjamin's, we don't f*ck with Jackson's

[Outro: DDG]
Benjamin's, we don't f*ck with Jackson's
I feel like Michael Jackson
Moonwalkin' through the Calabasas