text: Where the weather is warm
  Wake up, bake up, hit the fridge, all I see is them breads
  Cop lights, no lights, cause them bills it was overdue
  Skinny iggy nigga got fits from the runway
  Taking walks to the side of the moon
  Gotta take trips to define my peace
  But I got a little feeling might be in that tomb
  I like my weed a little cheese, roll that that a little thick
  Better watch your toke, don’t wanna choke
  Better let that jack roll down your neck
  I’m on some popular shit, come look in my eyes to get a fix
  We just gon cruise, hit the brews, dont worry bout shit
  It might get rowdy cause all the freaky models wanna party
  Got the freaky models in the lobby, its so obvious that they lobbyist
  Man it can’t be realer, me and my niggas by the villa
  She in that white dress it can’t fit her
  Sweet not bitter, drink it like she got no liver
  I hit it and she on the moon my nigga
  Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa
  Let’s get high, and go dance on the moon
  Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa
  We could fly, and go straight to the moon
  Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa
  Touch the sky, and go dance on the moon
  Where the weather is warm and we forever live long
  Moonlight move when a nigga dance
  They peep a nigga steeze from a nigga stance
  Had to leave home wasn’t working out
  Kiss my momma for me if you get a chance
  Walk the streets where I stay
  Niggas give me daps and pounds they can’t wait
  In the moonlight you can’t see my eyes
  And when I’m off the things I can’t think
  Damn I been coasting the coast
  Swear a young nigga done been through the most
  Washing my mind out with dope
  Shit real, but you know a nigga can’t choke
  When they recognize a real nigga skill
  Ride with me, down with me, kept me afloat
  Now all my real niggas sitting in the VIP
  Shoving champagne through the next girl throat
  Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa
  Let’s get high, and go dance on the moon
  Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa
  We could fly, and go straight to the moon
  Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa
  Touch the sky, and go dance on the moon
  Where the weather is warm and we forever live long