| (Yeah, haha) Shoot for the stars (Woo), aim for the moon
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| You ain't cool (I'm feelin' treeshy), 'til I say you cool
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| Yeah, yeah, yeah
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| Yeah, yeah (Oh), yeah, yeah (I'm on Venus)
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| Yeah, yeah, yeah (That's why I say woo)
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| Yeah, yeah, are you dumb? |
| Look (Ooh)
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| You don't know what you started, I pop a Perc', go retarded
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| I got the drip, it came straight from the faucet
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| Mr. Dior-Dior, they know where it started, yeah (Oh)
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| She wanna Netflix and chill, fuck off the pill
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| Go in the store, shop at Dior (Oh)
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| Come to my crib, take all my shirts
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| Pop all my Percs and sleep in my drawers
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| You talkin' too much, baby, pour up a four
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| We both bust a nut, now leave me alone
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| When we in Miami, we stay at the Mondrian (Oh)
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| We pull up to LIV in the Cullinan
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| Welcome her to the party
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| The afterparty's afterparty, then party again (Oh)
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| Hundred bitches, hardly any men (Oh)
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| In my room is where the party began
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| Then take a flight to Bora Bora, it's time to catch a tan, look (Woo)
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| I said free up my niggas that's sentenced, stuck up in the jail (Free all my niggas, yeah)
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| I could show you how to vibe, but I can't be ya man (Yeah, yeah, yeah)
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| Uh-huh (No, no, no, {yeah})
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| Shoot for the stars (Shoot, shoot, shoot)
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| Aim for the moon (For the moon)
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| You ain't cool (You ain't cool), 'til I say you cool
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| Yeah, yeah, yeah
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| Yeah, yeah (Skrrt-skrrt), yeah, yeah
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| Yeah, yeah (Skrrt-skrrt), yeah, yeah (Yeah, yeah)
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| Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah (Yeah)
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| Yeah, yeah (Skrrt-skrrt), yeah, yeah
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| Yeah, Pop Smoke the woo (Pop)
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| I play with the check and it's blue (Blue)
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| We mobbin' and tyin', no shoe (Tie)
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| You play with the group, we gon' shoot (Shoot)
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| He in Dior, I'm in Prada (Prada)
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| We rich, we came from the bottom (Rich)
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| I'm a Migo, I feel like a doctor (Migo)
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| Goin' surgical with the new chopper (Grrah)
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| Five hundred thousand, I'm in flex mode (Yeah)
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| We got all the work, we make your trap close (Trap)
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| Gang havin' loyalty, we ten toes (Ten)
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| Nah, nobody givin' up, why would the gang fold? |
| (Yeah)
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| We outside, we totin' them bangers, we not shootin' at strangers (We outside)
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| Say what you wanna say, long as it ain't us 'cause my niggas gon' hang ya (Grrah)
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| Look at them young niggas goin' crazy-crazy, man, them niggas too dangerous (Crazy)
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| We gonna make 'em famous, the beautiful country got stars and bangers (Stars)
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| Shoot for the stars, aim for the moon
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| You ain't cool 'til I say you cool
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| [Pop Smoke:]
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| Yeah, yeah, yeah
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| Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
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| Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
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| Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
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| Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah |
Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Aim For The Moon, artist - Pop Smoke. Album song Shoot For The Stars Aim For The Moon, in the genre Рэп и хип-хоп