French Montana, Chris Brown, Migos — Moses

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[Intro: Travi$ Scott]
I just got back from the moon, hmm
I told her be back soon, yeah
I don’t really wanna go, yeah

[Chorus: Chris Brown]
I told her hold it down
She fuckin’ with the plug, told her, “Come over now»
Where are all my bitches tonight? (Olay, olay, yeah, yeah)
Bring me some more bitches tonight (olay, olay, yeah, yeah)
Yeah, I bought a hunnid rounds
She askin’ for fifty, threw a hunnid thou’
Where are all my bitches tonight? (Olay, olay, yeah, yeah)
Bring me some more bitches tonight, yeah (olay, olay, yeah, yeah)
I’m feelin’ like Moses, I’m all in the ocean, I’m partin’, divided up in it like Moses
She switchin’ the motions and makin’ them faces just like an emoji
Pineapple Fanta, it mixed with the Xanax, she lovin’ the codeine
All of my killas, they ready to follow me, I feel like Moses

[Post-Chorus: French Montana & Chris Brown]
Got a hunnid bitches with me, feel like Moses
Got a hunnid killas with me, feel like Moses (olay, olay, haaaa, olay, olay)
I got a yacht on the water, feel like Moses (yeah, olay, olay, olay, olay)
Got a hunnid bad bitches, feel like

[Verse 1: French Montana]
Feelin’ like golden, sippin’ and drinkin’, I’m feelin’ like Kobe
Sippin’ and drinkin’ that yellow and purple, I’m mixin’ that codeine (yeah)
Look at the top of my Audemar (woah), look at them bitches, they wall to wall (woah)
Look at my niggas, they all in, you know them niggas don’t call the law
Look at the Benz, look at them niggas, they lookin’ depressed (haaaa)
Came with her friends (haaaa), throwin’ they backs, that Mitchell & Ness
Young cold nigga, mouth full of gold teeth
Fuck nigga talkin’ ’bout, nigga? You don’t know me, huh (ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy)
[Verse 2: Chris Brown]
Look at the presi’, fuck with the Rollie and move like the president
This shit depressin’, feelin’ like Moses, I’m givin’ them lessons
Skinny, tatted with the blue hair and the gold teeth
I don’t run from woop woop, shit, fuck the police, yeah

[Chorus: Chris Brown & Takeoff]
I told her hold it down
She fuckin’ with the plug, told her, “Come over now»
Where are all my bitches tonight? (Olay, olay, yeah, yeah)
Bring me some more bitches tonight (olay, olay, yeah, yeah)
Yeah, I bought a hunnid rounds
She askin’ for fifty, threw a hunnid thou’ (ugh)
Where are all my bitches tonight? (Olay, olay, woo, yeah, yeah)
Bring me some more bitches tonight, yeah (olay, olay, woo, yeah, yeah)
I’m feelin’ like Moses, I’m all in the ocean, I’m partin’, divided up in it like Moses (ugh, woo, wo!)
She switchin’ the motions and makin’ them faces just like an emoji (Migos, ugh)
Pineapple Fanta, it mixed with the Xanax, she lovin’ the codeine (ugh, go)
All of my killas, they ready to follow me, I feel like Moses

[Post-Chorus: Quavo & Chris Brown]
What you feel like? Moses
What you feel like? Yeah, I feel like Moses (olay, olay, olay, olay)
What you feel like? (Olay, olay, olay, olay)
Uh, yeah, Quavo
[Verse 3: Quavo, Offset, Takeoff]
Feelin’ like Moses, pipe with the water, I cause a commotion
Lil mama said she wet, she wetter than the ocean (ugh)
I pull up on you, rub up on you like some lotion (skrrt, skrrt)
You might call me sniper way a nigga scopin’ (woo, Offset)
When she get on her knees it’s phenomenal
When it come to trappin’, give you the formula
Cuban links hang on my neck like the ornament
Fuck on your bitch, I give her back, don’t want the bitch (Takeoff)
Dabblin’ in fashion, it’s magic
Two snow bunnies, call ‘em Mary Kate & Ashley (woo)
Keep it on me, quick to shoot a three
Like Dirk Nowitzki from the Dallas Mavericks (bop, bop. bop, bop)
(Quavo) She said she wanna fuck with a real nigga
She said she wanna go to war and kill with you (yeah)
50 bottles in the VIP, 50 models
Momma told me watch for the snakes and koalas

[Chorus: Chris Brown]
I told her hold it down
She fuckin’ with the plug, told her, “Come over now»
Where are all my bitches tonight? (Olay, olay, yeah, yeah)
Bring me some more bitches tonight (olay, olay, yeah, yeah)
Yeah, I bought a hunnid rounds
She askin’ for fifty, threw a hunnid thou’
Where are all my bitches tonight? (Olay, olay, yeah, yeah)
Bring me some more bitches tonight, yeah (olay, olay, yeah, yeah)
I’m feelin’ like Moses, I’m all in the ocean, I’m partin’, divided up in it like Moses
She switchin’ the motions and makin’ them faces just like an emoji
Pineapple Fanta, it mixed with the Xanax, she lovin’ the codeine
All of my killas, they ready to follow me, I feel like Moses
[Post-Chorus: Quavo & Chris Brown]
What you feel like? Moses
What you feel like? I feel like Moses (olay, olay, olay, olay)
What you feel like? (olay, olay, olay, olay)
Uh, yeah