Moonwalking In Calabasas Song Lyrics

Moonwalking In Calabasas by DDG

Ballin’ since I was jit
Way before Ultimate filmin’ the skits, I had a goal to get rich
Momma was strugglin’ paying the rent
I couldn’t help her with sh*t
Hate that I’m feelin’ so stuck in this b**ch (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**ch
She left me ‘lone but I miss that b**ch
If she text right now, I’ll hit that b**ch
Old friends like “How you get that lit?”
Same old me but they think I switched
f**k old friends I don’t know that b**ch
Racks too big, can’t fold that sh*t
I ain’t get none when I owned that sh*t
Momma I told you we gon’ be okay
Whippin’ that Benz and she live in L.A
Tryna thank God but don’t know what to say
Lot of square footage where DDG stay
Bought in August I’m movin’ in May
Hop out the foreigns and black as my race
No it’s not rented, it’s racks in the bank

Spent four hunnid on beanies, easy
She want dick, she needy, freaky
I like Wraiths, no Lamborghini
She off X, she sleepy, sleepy, yeah
Make me a wish no genie, genie
Vanish on niggas just like Houdini

Mm, I feel like Michael Jackson
Moonwalkin’ through the Calabasas
Louie bag gotta hold the racks in
Just in case a nigga want some action
Mm, got some millions but it’s just a fraction
Spendin’ money for my satisfaction
Benjamin’s, we don’t f**k with Jackson’s

Bet when I dropped, they don’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**ch
Humble ass nigga but I know I’m rich (Yeah, rich ass f**k)
f**k that sh*t I know I’m lit
If we beef I f**k your b**ch
All of the niggas I beef on the internet
I hit up all of they b**ches and get ’em wet
Call her Uber, I hit ’em and send ’em back
Do it in silence cause players’ ain’t in to that
No, oh, I hit his b**ch on the low, oh
She said your dick game is so-so
And she had told me your broke (That’s tough)
I got a blicky it sit on my hip because L.A is trickey
They tryna come get me
Bought some Balenci’s they don’t even fit me
They 950 but f**k it no biggie
I’m with a biddie she tryna get busy
She kiss on my neck but told her no hickey
Tryna get with me, I told her she silly
She just for the night cause my b**ch is too pretty

Spent four hunnid on beanies, easy
She want dick, she needy, freaky
I like Wraiths, no Lamborghini
She off X, she sleepy, sleepy, yeah
Make me a wish no genie, genie
Vanish on niggas just like Houdini

Mm, I feel like Michael Jackson
Moonwalkin’ through the Calabasas
Louie bag gotta hold the racks in
Just in case a nigga want some action
Mm, got some millions but it’s just a fraction
Spendin’ money for my satisfaction
Benjamin’s, we don’t f**k with Jackson’s

Benjamin’s, we don’t f**k with Jackson’s
I feel like Michael Jackson
Moonwalkin’ through the Calabasas