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Artiste:
Rich The Kid
Titre:
Still Movin'
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Yeah I like this one Wait, wait Ayo Eli, what the fuck? Yeah I got the Glock in the party Nigga move wrong, I'm bussin' the 40 Bought a Bentley, give the Benz to my shorty Pockets pregnant and they mine, no Maury Wait, I get 'em gone for a ten pack You miss the first time, spin back If the plug don't pick up, call back Stop the beat, gotta wait a minute Thank God that I'm rappin' I came aong trappin' Could've been still movin' Bedrock I put the bitch in a headlock What's in my cup? Is this cock? Let's do it Huh, niggas not stoppin' us I'd go on a run, but I'm too popular Look, uh, I'd go on a- Look, yeah Hop in the- Police behind us Them niggas not stoppin' us, no I'd go on a run, but I'm too popular Look, we got like three or four Glocks with us I get that feeling we bringin' the mop with us I be low 'cause they feenin' to lock us up We sellin percs', when I link, I'ma cop enough Uh, yeah, can't find him, we shootin' his father up, uh Uh, yeah, niggas adopted comin' to bother us Like huh, niggas don't know what you started up Huh, yeah, only the drillest can get in the car with us She give me head when she come in the V Back up the uh, and I cum on the seats I tell the driver, "Don't look back Nigga, it ain't nothing to see" Uh, yeah I spend mad money on my feet, look I spend mad money on my feet I gotta ride with it under the seat Run up on me and you dumb as can be I'm in the crib with a couple of freaks And they stay on the bed like they stuck to the sheets I ran it up and I'm still the hood favorite I'm always showin' out love to the streets And you know brodie be stuck to the heat If he let it off, go up the degree Tell her bend over, she touch her knees Aye, give her dick and now she thinkin' 'bout it Niggas really pussy when I think about it I just pour the Sprite, and now it's pink around it I came along way, used to hit a stain Shit still crazy when I think about it Oh, he think he tough? Well, my shooters crazy Nigga, don't you even go and blink around me Water on me like the sink around me 'Member niggas tried to jump ship? Well, let them niggas go and sink around me Drop a bag Have the shooter slide Go skate on 'em like the ring around 'em Diamonds movin' like Roll Bounce Bad lil' bitch with her toes out She pull up and suck souls out