[Lyric] Full Moon (RJLDiablo, Lil Luzd, Ricardo, Octavian Dark, MC LOFTER & Yung C$)

[Intro: RJLDiablo]
I love being the best in a game full of fools
And I got a bad bitch and I make her drool
And I made this beat, so I've got some tools
Back in this shit, man, it's a full moon

[Chorus]
And I've seen colder nights, oh
And I've already called her twice, oh
It's a full moon, yeah, it's a full moon, yeah

[Verse 1: RJLDiablo]
And I've seen colder nights, I've known her twice
I know, alright, I should get that money to ya by tonight
Fine, alright, I get it, you've been posting my address on Reddit
But anymore shit and I might get out the pump
And turn Donald Trump, build a wall between us
Pull out the shotty and bust, fuck on your bitch, that's a must, ayy

[Chorus: RJLDiablo]
And I've seen colder nights, oh
And I've already called hеr twice, oh
It's a full moon, yeah, it's a full moon, yeah
And I'vе seen colder nights, oh
And I've already called her twice, oh
It's a full moon, yeah, it's a full moon, yeah
[Verse 2: RJLDiablo]
Ayy, I've seen the skylines, it was lit, I been on rapping shit just since a jit
I've lost many friends, many men to the shit, lost all my feelings and soul to a bitch
Feeling devoted but where is the switch? I gotta go 'fore I do sum' I regret
I regret doing them things with Tyler, we worshipped the Devil, did things for a fiver
Now I'm getting visualizers off, off of Fiverr, for love, I'ma buy her
You know that I did this shit, know that I rip this shit
Back on the littest shit, back and I'm rippin' shit
Back and I'm rapping, bitch, the MAC is tappin' shit
Remember when I listened to Eminem
Now I'm back on the track with adrenaline (Full moon; howl, howl, howl)

[Chorus: RJLDiablo]
And I've seen colder nights, oh
And I've already called her twice, oh
It's a full moon, yeah, it's a full moon, yeah
And I've seen colder nights, oh
And I've already called her twice, oh
It's a full moon, yeah, it's a full moon, yeah

[Verse 3: Ricardo]
Ayy, I done sold a lot (Yeah), ahead of the game, I could see the plot
I'm a player, I can recognize a thot, bitch, come clean like a maid
You can come fuck, but you ain't getting paid
Not a single dime, taking lates, fucking dimes
Everyday, the pussy is what I slay (Ayy)
My homies think I'm gifted, while I'm home getting lifted
The weight of my shoulders is well represented by a boulder
Use your forehand to hold, get some Benedril
Turning down the fakes, man, it's been a drill
My purpose is glistenin' instead of remeniscin' on past decisions
New story, oh, my journey has begun
But good life, but what chapter are we on? (Which one?)
Creative juices flowin', ain't no telling where I'm going
Day by day, I keep growin', step by step, I keep glowing
Just another episode in my life, thanks for coming to showing (Thank you)
Twenty-one but the pilot hasn't even started yet
I'm not talking 'bout a jet, I'm talking 'bout a movie set
We've gone directing, these checks I'm collectin'
Hoppin' in the Wraith, got no space
Got two girls lined up just to give me face
I just want a bitch that will suck my dick in the whip
With that five-percent tint so no one can see that shit
I'ma keep it a buck, I don't give a fuck
All of this growing how I came up
Not 'cause of luck, pockets say I'm swole
You know how I roll, bust out for my homies, you already know
Never trust a thot, never trust a ho
Only ones I can trust are my bros
Yeah, yeah, yeah-yeah
Yeah, yeah, yeah-yeah
[Verse 4: MC LOFTER]
Big packs, piggy back
In disguise, three shots and a life in the sky
I'm sick and tired, I need a sip of business in tech
Flitter into Earth, fourteen and nineteens fucking on Twitter
But Clinton taking the shit, nah

[Bridge: Lil Luzd, Octavian Dark & RJLDiablo]
Money goin' stupid
Are you human?
My nigga finds me on her
Sucking her like ice pop
Then I put a Glock to his head
And I said, "Any last words?"
(Ayy, wait, hol' up, hold up)

[Verse 5: Yung C$]
Ayy, I knew that nobody knows
On my way to the G.O.A.T
Rappers, they know I ain't broke
Downing my trials, I choke, ayy
I feel phenomenal, A.J. Styles
Finna get signed, finna go the eight miles
I don't save tracks, I just make 'em better
I was on the 'Gram while you were sending love letters
Ricegum got cash but can't afford a hair brush
Crying 'bout your ex, look like a simp much
Actually, nevermind, I'm gon' save it for the diss
Aiming for the neck, you know I ain't gon' miss, ayy
Hand it back, yo
[Outro: HeyItsFairol]
Hey, I'm gonna listen to the song
And I'm gonna tell you high-notes
Are like the ones where you have to go like ahh
Like, really high, and really like, yeah
What do you actually need? Someone to sing?
Do you need someone to sing and actually write something?
Cool, if you have, like, lyrics or I can practice or something
Uh, you can listen to my voice and tell me if you like it
'Cause maybe you don't find, like, my voice for that type of song
And that would be, like, normal
'Cause not every type of voice can handle every type of sound
You know what I mean?
It's okay, I also send, like, late replies
'Cause, like, I don't know where you're from
So we might have different timetables
So yeah, it's okay, don't worry
Hey, tell me if you need some help
Uh, and get me updated with this stuff and other stuff
And text me if you need some help, I'll help, no problem
I may not be the best choice to help you write
But I may be able to help you get some ideas
Can you send me an audio of how would we, like, the rhythm?
Like, the way you want it? Or would you like me to try one I like?