Aim For The Moon

(album: Shoot For The Stars Aim For The Moon - 2020)

[Pop Smoke:]
(Yeah, haha) Shoot for the stars (Woo), aim for the moon
You ain't cool (I'm feeling treeshy), 'til I say you cool
Yeah, yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah (Oh), yeah, yeah (I'm on Venus)
Yeah, yeah, yeah (That's why I say woo)
Yeah, yeah, are you dumb? Look (Ooh)

[Pop Smoke {Quavo}:]
You don't know what you started, I pop a Perc', go retarded
I got the drip, it came straight from the faucet
Mr. Dior-Dior, they know where it started, yeah (Oh)
She wanna Netflix and chill, fuck off the pill
Go in the store, shop at Dior (Oh)
Come to my crib, take all my shirts
Pop all my Percs and sleep in my drawers
You talking too much, baby, pour up a four
We both bust a nut, now leave me alone
When we in Miami, we stay at the Mondrian (Oh)
We pull up to LIV in the Cullinan
Welcome her to the party
The afterparty's afterparty, then party again (Oh)
Hundred bitches, hardly any men (Oh)
In my room is where the party began
Then take a flight to Bora Bora, it's time to catch a tan, look (Woo)
I said free up my niggas that's sentenced, stuck up in the jail (Free all my niggas, yeah)
I could show you how to vibe, but I can't be ya man (Yeah, yeah, yeah)
Uh-huh (No, no, no, {yeah})

[Pop Smoke (Quavo):]
Shoot for the stars (Shoot, shoot, shoot)
Aim for the moon (For the moon)
You ain't cool (You ain't cool), 'til I say you cool
Yeah, yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah (Skrrt-skrrt), yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah (Skrrt-skrrt), yeah, yeah (Yeah, yeah)
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah (Yeah)
Yeah, yeah (Skrrt-skrrt), yeah, yeah

[Quavo:]
Yeah, Pop Smoke the woo (Pop)
I play with the check and it's blue (Blue)
We mobbing and tying, no shoe (Tie)
You play with the group, we gon' shoot (Shoot)
He in Dior, I'm in Prada (Prada)
We rich, we came from the bottom (Rich)
I'm a Migo, I feel like a doctor (Migo)
Going surgical with the new chopper (Grrah)
Five hundred thousand, I'm in flex mode (Yeah)
We got all the work, we make your trap close (Trap)
Gang having loyalty, we ten toes (Ten)
Nah, nobody giving up, why would the gang fold? (Yeah)
We outside, we toting them bangers, we not shooting at strangers (We outside)
Say what you wanna say, long as it ain't us 'cause my niggas gon' hang ya (Grrah)
Look at them young niggas going crazy-crazy, man, them niggas too dangerous (Crazy)
We gonna make 'em famous, the beautiful country got stars and bangers (Stars)

[Pop Smoke & Quavo:]
Shoot for the stars, aim for the moon
You ain't cool 'til I say you cool
[Pop Smoke:]
Yeah, yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah