Lyrics of Gone to the moon

I'm gone to the moon, i'm higher than a bitch
My nigga t told me to snap so i'ma rip this shit
Flow stay harder than a got-damn erection
No homo, flow sicker than a staph infection
Okay, lemon kush on deck got me blowing on that lemonade
Pistol on my hip, bitch i think, i think i'm d. wade
And if ya'll niggas dogs then ya'll gettin' spayed
And oh, bitch i'm paid, that's all i gotta say
Can't see you lil' niggas 'cause the money in the way
Yeah, i'm a gangsta riding, blazing
If a nigga talking shit, then i'm choppin' with the k
Heaven sent to hell bent, i bring the flames
I bring propane with every bar
Even stevie wonder could see that i'm still a fuckin' star
Still the freshest stunna riding in a new edition
Killing all ya top rappers 'cause i got no competition
Yo, i'm as sick as it gets, i'm sicker than a slit on the wrist
Purple sprite up in my cup got me leaning like this
I be moving, i be working
She be twerking, we be fucking, we be nuttin'
Getting money comes naturally to me it's nothin'
Blunt full of purp, another blunt full of gans
I'm a fire flame spitter 'bouta rip this shit again
And to the kids, drugs kill, i'm acknowledging that
But when i'm on the drugs, i don't have a problem with that
They said lethal go and kill it, lethal you the realist
Only fuck with bad bitches and some certified killers
I got that brain dead flow, would ya like to come and see
Tell the world you ain't seen divine until you've seen me
Choppa make ya flip, call it acrobatics
I'm a lion, i ain't lying, bitch ya dealing with a savage
Got some niggas still hatin' but i think they need to wake up
Bitch it's 2012, i think ya need to get ya cake up
R.i.p to j lethal 'cause i guess i'm fresh to death
I be balling like it's illegal, spent four hundred on my belt
And don't you bitches lie, 'cause you know i be the hottest
On my hugh hef. shit, getting brain like i'm in college bitch