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Shoreline Mafia

Moving Work

 

Moving Work

(album: OTXmas - 2018)


[Fenix Flexin:]
I make money, break money, can't no nigga take from me
Boy, you broke, all my niggas stay stunting
I'm with Rob Vicious, we're not chasing no bitches
We been chasing the chicken, my niggas run up the digits
We everything that you isn't, my niggas handle they business
We not faking, no snitching, I put my trust in no bitches
We up in the kitchen, saran wrapping and sipping
Heard that pussy nigga dissing, 'nother chop for the victim
I'm a dope dealer, road runner, Fenix got the pour coming
Robbing niggas, poor running, fuck around and blow something
I been in the trap but a nigga making show money
Hating ass broke lil' niggas making no money

[Rob Vicious:]
I know why you niggas hate me, 'cause I never punched a clock
I still ride with thirty-eights, my lil' homie love them Glocks
Bitch, they call me Robbie Vicious 'cause I'm vicious in the pot
Went from selling junkies smoke to richest nigga on the block
I got problems
Niggas steady talking, but you niggas don't want drama (Nah)
Pull up on you tweaking, shooting pistols at your mama
I still pop them pills and sip that lean and smoke Bascama
Might fuck your baby mama for drama (Gang)
Pull up, fire fire fire, them shots is ripping out the llama
Sucks when niggas die and it ain't even 'bout no commas
Work a nine to five and you won't even spend a dollar
I grind for me and mine, that's why these kicks on me Prada
Went from robbing niggas to shipping my brother product
Niggas talking crazy, that's what got the party shot up
He got up, and bled on the stretcher, so they just dropped him
Who shot him? that fifty gon' bless him for talking 'bout us

[Ohgeesy:]
Flipping work, sipping dirt
She gon' ride, I'm gon' hit in reverse
She been practicing and she rehearse
And I'm a pussy killer, leave it in a hearse

Two sixes, that's a Desert, I do shit you niggas doesn't
Poured it up with my lil' cousin, I was there, you niggas wasn't
In the trap, in the back, with the MAC, ain't no cap
I just did a sixteen, I ain't talkin 'bout no rap
Pop a seal, smoke some kill, get some head while I chill
Pop a bean with some lean, do it all for a thrill
You work nine to fives, I want ninety-five mils
So I keep pushing pills, riding 'round with that steel

Flipping work, sipping dirt
She gon' ride, I'm gon' hit in reverse
She been practicing and she rehearse
And I'm a pussy killer, leave it in a hearse
Flipping work, sipping dirt
She gon' ride, I'm gon' hit in reverse
She been practicing and she rehearse
And I'm a pussy killer, leave it in a hearse

done

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