Wrong Move (feat. Trippie Redd)

Wrong move, that'll get you spilled (I'm shy, oh my God) Wrong move, that'll get you killed (get 'em killed) Quick draw, bitch, I'm comin' off of the hip Hellcat, wide body, pull up, let it rip Hit up the store, we lit I'm finna roll me a blunt, I'm finna pour me a crush I got the pole in the cut Nigga, I die by this shit Rob outside by this shit If I up the fire in this bitch, best believe someone gon' die in this bitch Nigga gon' die in this bitch (die), playin' with YL, I'm slimy as it gets Nigga gon' die in this bitch (die) They got sticks with dope at night, it go, "Slide," bitch Hop out on 'em broad day, all in traffic Plate, you get smashed bitch Sippin' double cup full of lean I just stuffed a 50 in my jeans Clip long like a limousine Put it on her face, lady look like Maybelline I'ma check the seam Pop out with the Drac' and check the scene Glocky got a beam, sticks in the Maybach I'ma clear the scene, back-to-back Hellcats tearin' up the streets Poppin' out like grease Yeah, I'm poppin' all they seats Big bro still knockin' down them trees Big racks, I'm coutin' all this cheese You ain't really from the mud for real, you ain't never ever had to bleed Here I go rockin' Fear of God, but I don't fear nobody but me Here I go rockin' Rick Owens with the Plain Jane Rolie (yeah) Baby, I'm from another planet like a damn space odyssey Diamonds water like the sea Stand on business with the B's (B) Too dope for the fiends Niggas be too broke to me (ha), niggas act too close to me (me) Don't give two fucks, pourin' up two cups of the goddamn lean What the fuck you wan' do? What the fuck you gon' do? Yeah Bro'nem got the blick, don't make the wrong move Wrong move, that'll get you spilled (I'm shy, oh my God) Wrong move, that'll get you killed (get 'em killed) Quick draw, bitch, I'm comin' off of the hip Hellcat, wide body, pull up, let it rip Lot of these niggas, they just be up in the way Come up to my city, young nigga slang K Got a bad Spanish bitch and she fuck me andale We got naked sticks, pull up, why this shit look like the bass? Hit up the store, we lit I'm finna roll me a blunt, I'm finna pour me a crush I got the pole in the cut Sippin' double cup full of lean I just stuffed a 50 in my jeans Clip long like a limousine Put it on her face, lady look like Maybelline Fuck you mean? Bitch, I'm from the trenches, we put racks on our sleeve Got a shooter with me like 2K, it go green Chopstick same fuckin' height, Yao Ming Perc' on my ass right now, can't breathe