Lyrics of 'To The Moon (remix)' by Jnr Choi

Pull up the ting, gon' turn up
Pull up the ting, gon' turn up
Pull up the ting, gon' turn up
(Yeah, yeah) pull up the ting, gon' turn up
Huh, yeah (yeah), huh (huh)

I feel like I need my city (my city)
They want me to move (want me to move)
But I can't leave my city (naw), huh (hah)
If he not with me, the heat not with me (uh)

Charities (charities)
Give-backs (give-backs)
Everything's given, I feed my city
Whole city cryin', they ain't need my pity (uh)

He can't talk if she not litty (uh)
Don't ask me how I treat my biddies (uh)
I don't spill tea, I keep my innies (uh)
Uh (uh), yeah (yeah), huh

I'm on the move again (I'm on the move again)
And I'm with some hooligans
I did some things that I prolly'll do again (chyeah)
Down with some friends that I prolly'll lose again

His name is fivi', you prolly could Google him
He wanna take you to go on the Moon with him
He wanna teach you how to get in tune with him
That boy a demon (that boy a demon)

Huh (baow!), nobody can shoot with him
He got the baddies wishin' it was two of him
My bet the whole city gonna root for him

Pull up with a tina turner
Lock that rave off, party pooper (lock that)
Nowadays, I can't even speak my mind
Cah they might try black-ball me like snooker (no cap)

Pull up with a ting, go turn up (uh)
And turn this whole place upside-down (uhuh)
Gyal from west, baddie from east
And I got a leng one outta town (leng one)

Is it 'cause I got racks in my pocket? (Yes)
Is it 'cause I make maximum profit (uhuh)
Shoppin', cop it, spot it, drop it (drop that)
Celebrate wins and learn from losses (uhuh)

Came from the jungle, now we young bosses (yes)
I told her come roll with the goons (come roll with the goons)
I took his gyal and then gave her back
Now I'm off to the Moon, yeah (uhuh uh uh uh)

Pull up the ting, gon' turn up
Pull up the ting, gon' turn up
Pull up the ting, gon' turn up
(Yeah, yeah) pull up the ting, gon' turn up

Fill up the ride with burners
Touch one of mine, same night he gets curtains (fill 'em up)
Need a big mac, no burger
Back then I was out front like werner

Took his mac, you better stand on that
Go on, pull up, crash and leave a paigon flat
Baddest bitch, I got hands on that
She love me bad, but she knows I'm tapped

Pull her hair when I hit from the back
Pull it up when you hear this track
Gyal pullin' up and we're airing that
I can't call a truce, I'm not hearin' that

Cah friends turn enemies, course that's jealousy
Shoulda took a m when man was tellin' me
None of them bwoy can fuck with my energy
Russ got the game inna penalties

I'm who they call in to kill on a track
It's herbo, I been had a mill with no plaques
Every day, totin' the steel, but it's black
Live in l. A., but I chill in the 'raq

Why you drink liquor, no juice like that? (It's me)
Why you just pull up in a coupe like that?
'Cause I make a lotta cake, how you do it? Like that
He don't do it like this, yeah, I do it like that

I be playin' with racks
Drama on the net got me plannin' back
You don't want smoke, I be playin' with gats
Ooh, I get so much cash, only time I get mad, when I'm payin' my tax

You don't know how I feel
Shit really lit, you don't know how I live
Keep on the ski, you don't know who I is
And beats like these be easy to me 'cause we infinite drill

Pull up the ting, gon' turn up
Pull up the ting, gon' turn up
Pull up the ting, gon' turn up
(Yeah, yeah) pull up the ting, gon' turn up