Artist: Rich The Kid f/ Famous Dex, Jay Critch Album: Rich Forever 3 (Mixtape) Song: Moon Walkin Typed by: AZ Lyrics [Rich The Kid] 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 [Jay Critch] Hey, moon walkin' off a xan Ayy, fucked a girl, she a fan She let me hit it on videoMy circle small like a cheerio [Rich The Kid] Bitch I be ballin' like KD I fuck your bitch off the gram Pull up in a Rari like damn Foreign ho from Japan [Jay Critch] 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 [Rich The Kid] 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 [Jay Critch] 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 [Rich The Kid] Yeah, took your bitch no pardon me, sorry Skateboard bitches callin' me gnarly Diamonds flash like the paparazzi, yeah [Jay Critch] 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 [Rich The Kid] 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 [Jay Critch] 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 [Rich The Kid] Bitch I be ballin' like KD I fuck your bitch off the gram Pull up in a Rari like damn Foreign ho from Japan [Jay Critch] 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 [Famous Dex] 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 [Jay Critch] 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 [Rich The Kid] I just might make her my BM [Famous Dex] 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 [Rich The Kid] 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 [Jay Critch] 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 [Rich The Kid] Bitch I be ballin' like KD I fuck your bitch off the gram Pull up in a Rari like damn Foreign ho from Japan [Jay Critch] 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 [Rich The Kid] Yeah, diamonds on me and they wet, splash Trap nigga, birds takin' a bath Whip a brick then I'm buying a Jag [Jay Critch] Hey, zip 'em up like Bathin' Ape [Rich The Kid] 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 [Jay Critch] She give me brain like professors I'm a professional flexer And I ball, Michael Vick We was broke, now we rich [Rich The Kid] 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 [Rich The Kid] 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 [Jay Critch] 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 [Rich The Kid] Bitch I be ballin' like KD I fuck your bitch off the gram Pull up in a Rari like damn Foreign ho from Japan [Jay Critch] 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