move - casper tng, streameum & baby2 lyrics
[intro]
(dt beatz)
[chorus: casper tng]
pass the gun, you a b*tch, you ain’t shootin’ sh*t
move, b*tch, get out my way because i’m ludacris
half of bird, ten days, not no cuban sh*t
if i was famous, still wouldn’t put it on that cuban b*tch
[verse 1: casper tng]
these hoes get around, i ain’t new to this
i’m with [nft?], the neighbors be like, “who is this?”
and my wrist got a freezer, your sh*t be the fridge
and my youngin caught a body, your youngin a b*tch
if i’m ever in a party, my gun on my hip
if you catch me with a b*tch, then it’s probably his
i ain’t goin’ on a ‘gram just to talk with these kids
you ain’t never shot sh*t, you just walk with the stick
and the loud that you smokin’ is probably mid
and my pack a n0body, the body was mid
but you still got no bodies, can’t talk like you did
and i’m muslim, but my shoes is definitely chris
[chorus: casper tng]
pass the gun, you a b*tch, you ain’t shootin’ sh*t
move, b*tch, get out my way because i’m ludacris
half of bird, ten days, not no cuban sh*t
if i was famous, still wouldn’t put it on that cuban b*tch
[verse 2: baby2]
if i gеt famous, take the bands and invest in somе bricks
my cro’ do drills just for the gang, he don’t care ’bout the racks
and for this sh*t i put in pain, ain’t no way i’ma switch
walk down sh*t, i’m that real, cro’ got close and he turned the switch
i couldn’t sleep up in the bando, no way that i’m missin’ the naps
i walk outside, movin’ like django, i came with the smith and the glizz
got too much to lose, no way i could slip
put boy on the news if i hop in the whip
i sure wanna choose i don’t want the b*tch
and i had no jewels, did them like a pimp
i was down bad, no mag’, i had to change up the script
time for my own pack, last time crodie gave me the assist
drip, splash, she wanna swim too bad, pass up the [?]
youngin want a bag, put ’em in the chips
youngin want a hat, then work on the drills
i was dt, king street with tng and 0mizz
she say she miss me, b*tch, please, perc’ tryna get me flipped
black trucks and bentleys, you see the lifestyle that i live
i had they block with ten piece, look after boys that called me a wick
[chorus: casper tng]
pass the gun, you a b*tch, you ain’t shootin’ sh*t
move, b*tch, get out my way because i’m ludacris
half of bird, ten days, not no cuban sh*t
if i was famous, still wouldn’t put it on that cuban b*tch
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