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Rich The Kid

Still Movin'

 

Still Movin'


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 bussing 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 rapping
I came aong trapping
Could've been still moving
Bedrock
I put the bitch in a headlock
What's in my cup? Is this cock?

Let's do it
Huh, niggas not stopping 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 stopping 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 bringing the mop with us
I be low 'cause they feening to lock us up
We sellin percs', when I link, I'ma cop enough
Uh, yeah, can't find him, we shooting his father up, uh
Uh, yeah, niggas adopted coming 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 showing 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 thinking '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 moving like Roll Bounce
Bad lil' bitch with her toes out
She pull up and suck souls out

done

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