KEEP ON MOVIN

F*ck it Choppa sing like Bobby Brown, but I don't know eleven I can't f*ck with pennies, I'm tryna make a milli Got a tall bitch, she was six feet seven, told my hoe she leave, she gon' meet this Mac 11 Made my lil' cousin work for 12 so I could smack the ops and not go to jail Pack his ass up like mail, if you a opp or P.O.B, you better off always havin' your son Santos the smallest one in the group, but somehow he got this big ass gun Hop out, let the whip, drive itself, but I ain't fuckin' with Elon Niggas only wanna be around when it's beneficial, steppin' on shit like a drill sergeant We tow shit bigger than fuckin' missiles, if Jenk don't like you, then bitch, it's off with his head If you ain't dead, bitch, you definitely crippled We left blood on the scene, if we get your hoe, then she for the team I can't take shit serious like this shit in my life, a big ass meme Most of the time when you see me, I'm really coolin, but in life, you gotta keep on movin (Mane this hoe ass nigga always trippin, bruh) Yeah, this nigga trippin' on me, f*ck nigga all in my business F*ck nigga say he caught me in a lie, but I never leave no witness F*ck nigga all in this feelin, act like a bitch, but I ain't got no children Why the nigga can't be cool, took me to school, told the hoe nigga Good Riddance I'm always smokin' on loud, opps on hush, hoe say I'm doin' too much I chase the money bag, she say I'm toxic, but I ain't doin' enough I can't be what you need, baby, I stay chasin' the cheddar This hoe always quiet, she on mouse, but I'ma get a bitch, wetter I treat her hoe like my striped sweater, damn on the best time to wear it Bitch say that she wish I would, hoe might be talkin' bout Gary I be gettin' money real life, bitch, I been a big stepper Cooked that nigga and now he got wings, call a hoe nigga lemon pepper Bitch, I'm hot like honey, hit him with a drum I can't do nothin' with her, so I had to quit her Unless my nigga want some (I should've warmed up, Damn) No nigga never been in no band, but I make some music with sticks and some drums Bend that bitch over, my foot on her neck, got my dick in the pink f*ck her ass with my thumb Stressin' me out I just need some Relief from it all,So I'm smokin' a blunt till I'm numb Get up and grind for my family, I need a milli to get them boys out of the slums Bigger than ever before, can't believe where I'm at I got bitches still treatin' me like I'm the don And my twine some Gunnas, they shoot shit for fun, them lil niggas ain't shootin' no ones She keep askin' me why I keep slurrin' my words, I just tell her it's one of them ones I'm too old to be fightin' these kids, nigga, my Glock nine, it's gon' get it done I'm worked up, hoe's annoyed, I'm tryna get slurped up Bop in the party, she tryna get turned up Purple sprite, I'll call it the Dirt cup, uh I'm about beef like cows, you niggas be sleep like how All in the street like wow, hit the car All he heard was the beat like bow Keep on a mask like pandemic, drift too hard, you niggas can't cancel it Gone over night like ants in the chopper, leave em like on bald like cancer hit Shot him on live, now he a meme 75 times, call him Joe Green Mean green machine, burstin' his spleen Keepin' it simple, nigga, I'm clean Only drink lit, not doin' lean Lie to my face, nigga, that's green Tried it again, sittin' with steam I ain't cuffin, only the fleams So much money in the money machine Nigga, you a pawn to my king I get Dior, you getting shein My bitch real mean Free smoke, we ridin Two Glocks and one .45 in P.O.B, we up, they ridin My crew, we slick, we slidin She say I'm quiet acknowledged I say them niggas just ridin Militant, be quiet Move presidential, talkin' Biden