Movement (feat. Cashout Jay)

Got to get here talk my shit Know what I'm sayin' Yeah, Gang Uh, better get with the movement I see around and I know you not wit' it for real So do not play stupid Cause I got some niggas that's comin' through ruthless When I drive by know they spinnin' through roofless If he talk loosely we leave that boy toothless Askin' for smoke, you don't wanna do this Shooters like Korver they comin' through two-sick If I get hungry I'm eatin' at Ruth's Chris Niggas be cap boy they don't know what truth is If the fed's ask then I don't know I'm clueless Like what? Like what? And niggas will tell, but we not into that I keep a (Shh) it go brrt-tu-baht He try to run we send shots at his back Aim for his head then we knock off his hat They lovin' drama they talk on the apps You switchin' sides typa' opp shit is that? Like what? Hold on And these niggas act hard, *for what?* But it's not what it seems Cup of the wok sip a drop of the lean Gang get the drop then the flock to the scene Pull up with sticks got a glock wit' a beam, bow Now I'm back in my groove Ready for action we never relaxin' at all That's why I keep packin' my tools, it's easy I was like- I was like fuck em' Fuck em'! Ayo nah, deadass though Them niggas was scared as shit on God When I- when I said that shit nigga they was runnin' and shit Yo, I was like ayo I'm just jokin' nigga Haha, you feel me bro? But ayo, ayo pass me that shit though forreal! Yo! (Yea!) Yeah, please do not cross me I was runnin' them bills up and them pills up Now they callin' me Cosby I'on know why the fuck this bitch callin' me You know I don't stay where them ballers be Lil treesh yeah they know where the molly be Givin' brain yeah I know where them scholars be And I run to the bread get the bag quick And I- and I spend it at Saks fifth Love the green I'm addicted to cabbage Went in dolo walked out with a bad bitch You know that I'm walkin' in dolo And I said that I leave with a bad bitch Wit my niggas ain't rockin' no solos And my nigga you ain't even savage Damn, she tried to trap him You is a lil' nigga yous a average Put 2 to his head now he stagnant Forgiatos now that bitch eatin' mad dick Wit' my niggas ain't rockin' no solos Turn that lil' nigga to a boat load I'm a demon at night I'm on go-mode Said I dive in it like a go-pro Ain't fuckin' with me on the worst day You a hatin' nigga, in the worst way Throwin' cake at me, guess it's my birthday Playin' games with me, but I don't play Got a spanish bitch givin' me top now Roleplayin' she wearin' a ball gown Niggas see me on top I ain't hop down Pull up and I'm sprayin' the opps down (Oh shit) (That shit was fire though) (That shit wasn't like) (That- that shit wasn't like that last shit though) (On God though) (Fuck that last shit) (On God)