Moan - Intellectual

[Intro: K Suave]

Yo Pi'erre, yo Pi'erre

Ah, ahh

[Chorus: Trippie Redd]

Shawty really trippin', she just called me bae

I don't want no love, I just want her face

I don't really want the love and I can never fake

Fuck her from the back and put that shit on tape

Oh, oh

I'ma make her moan, moan, moan

Fuck her, make her moan, moan, moan

I'ma hit it, make her moan, moan, moan

[Post-Chorus: Trippie Redd]

She can't control herself

I just put her in Chanel

I make her moan, scream, and yell

I hit it from the back, I did

[Verse: K Suave]

Yeah

Hit it from the back, that's your girl

Put the bitch in designer and some pearls

In the wraith slidin'

Diamonds on my neck shinin'

She love my music, it's timeless

Throwin' hundreds, no dollars

Killin' her, I demolish

I'm in her nails like polish (Yeah)

High as fuck like a pilot, Evel Knievel

Four hoes like The Beetles

Bitch, this lean, not Tito's

She outta line

Bitch, I'm ballin' in my prime

She wan' fall in love and that's fine

Beat it in and break her spine

I'm the shit, one of a kind

I'm in her head, like, "Babe, what's on your mind?" (What's on your mind?)

I'm tryna fuck on your cousin, I don't bite

Yeah, I'm tryna fuck on that bitch, I don't wan' wife

But the neck was so damn good, she sucked me twice (Ah, ah)

Yeah, yeah, she know what's up, bro, what's up?

Pull up on your bitch, like, "Hop up in my whip" (Zoom, zoom)