作词 : Tyreek Pellerin/Imran Abbas/Thomas Kessler

作曲 : Tyreek Pellerin/Imran Abbas/Thomas Kessler

We choose to go to the moon

She want me all to herself, I'm her lil' Hershey (Her lil' Hershey)

And she tottin' on my hammer my sledge and my purse

Lately, I've been feeling lost please tell me my purpose

Please tell me my purpose, please tell me my purpose

If she let me hit her friend unlimited purses

That lil' ho hate on my friends just send her to church then

I'm sick (Yuh, yuh)

I'm sick (Yuh, yuh)

I'm sick (Yuh, yuh)

I don't know what you doing

Do not stop it, keep going

Why you up in my cup

Why you worried what I'm pouring?

Tryna run to your love but I think that door closes

I'm off all of them *****, yeah, it's hard to stay holy

Rockstar living like John living

Hoes get mad like bitter lemon

Popping my **** like, yeah (Yeah)

.223s hit through ya fitted

Whole lotta money, whole lotta woman (Yeah)

Look at my stocks, yeah, all my digits

We blowing up bands you penny-pinching

Shawty she foreign speed (Yeah)

She want me all to herself, I'm her lil' Hershey (Her lil' Hershey)

And she tottin' on my hammer my sledge and my purse

Lately, I've been feeling lost please tell me my purpose (Yeah)

Please tell me my purpose, please tell me my purpose (Yeah)

If she let me hit her friend unlimited purses

That lil' ho hate on my friends just send her to church then

I'm sick (Yuh, yuh)

I'm sick (Yuh, yuh)

I'm sick (Yuh, yuh)

This **** is all that I do, I get it out

Pushing the whip and I'm smoking on za'

I'm with the crew just tryna have a good time (Yeah)

I'm finna party tonight

Shawty want them big

She in love with all the molly

Think I'm in love with sin

In wedlock with all my *****

She wanna **** with a star (Star)

Can't believe I've made this far (This far)

Now we pulling up in foreign car

Split your tablet, see the star

She want me all to herself, I'm her lil' Hershey (Her lil' Hershey)

And she tottin' on my hammer my sledge and my purse (Yeah)

Lately, I've been feeling lost please tell me my purpose

Please tell me my purpose, please tell me my purpose

If she let me hit her friend unlimited purses

That lil' ho hate on my friends just send her to church then

I'm sick (Yuh, yuh)

I'm sick (Yuh, yuh)

I'm sick (Yuh, yuh)

I'm sick (Yuh, yuh)

I'm sick (Yuh, yuh)

I'm sick (Yuh, yuh)

I'm sick (Yuh, yuh)

I'm sick (Yuh, yuh)

I'm sick (Yuh, yuh)