Lyrics

, hunnid deep with the crew, that's how we move, my young boys got that tool, that's how we move, out here trapping, fuck that school, that's how we move, that's how we move, yeah, that's how we move, i'm a rap god, i trap hard, this shit ain't that hard, they act hard, let the mac spark, turn niggas to track stars, it's no limit, i'm gon get it, don't sneak diss on that squad, fuck a bitch about 4 minutes, won't waste time with that broad, young niggas, dope dealers, some of my niggas crack cards, niggas talking that tough talk, and it's shots fired at that boy, young niggas we savage, catch a nigga in traffic, niggas dying in my city, they like please stop the madness, m.o.e that's how it be, i put this money shit before me, and my lil homie just did three, just let all my niggas free, i've been riding round with that heat, but i've been tryna keep the peace, all these foot soldiers in these streets trying to get a name off me, trust me, you don't want that beef, it's bodies on that heat, and the last nigga that tried it may his soul rest in peace, nigga, you don't want that beef, my niggas won't go sleep, and the last nigga that tried it may his soul rest in peace, man, i ain't with that fuck shit, tell a fuck nigga suck dick, sneak dissing on the internet, would get you whacked in public, balling hard no sub shit, cracking cards all dub shit, d12 i'm a minute man, riding with blinkers in a minivan, arm, leg, leg, arm, leg, spot an opp and then we get him dead, finessing bitches i may renig, in other words she gave free head, on my operation goon shit, i'm someone you should get in tune with, smoking dope in a foreign whip, dirty money got a nigga clean, open hands and a magazine, turn a party to a murder scene, if i send them then they murdering, silent shots, they ain't heard a thing, m.o.b won't give a bird a wing, straight drop then hit the lean, double trigger, 40 with a beam, will really show me what a nigga mean, face shots on the back block, try to run, get your back popped, ak make a mac stop, flip a nigga like a laptop, 30 shot got my hand hot, law come we ain't saying shit, we ain't on that playing shit, we'll come through spraying shit,

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Artist: lil bibby