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movin' (feat. H3rb)
by Alan Mark
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Alan, what the fuck are you saying
Said I can't move wrong
Fuck the other side nigga
I got petrol in my body, I might slide with it
Ride with it, carrying my Louis I might die with it
She still want my heart, but I'm still fucking on these side bitches
I'm too high no, counting hundreds while my brain roll
With my eyes closed, sipping mud it's getting painful
Carry my pole, scary nigga I can change though
Cartier I might flood the face
She gon' change the whip and we might do the race
Niggas snakes, she done turn fake
We was at the bottom tucking bands all in the shelf and I can't
Never trust these hoes, she want Gucci bitch you average
I been thumbing through it, I want blues, them my passion
I just want that private in the sky, living lavish
Feel like I might go and turn myself a jawn
Niggas speaking down like nigga mad or some
Brodie never tucked the .45 then he ain't blast enough
Switching gears in V12
Swerving I might crash or some
I just made a hundred out the back, give that second round
Said I can't move wrong
Fuck the other side nigga
I got petrol in my body, I might slide with it
Ride with it, carrying my Louis I might die with it
She still want my heart, but I'm still fucking on these side bitches
I'm too high no, counting hundreds while my brain roll
With my eyes closed, sipping mud it's getting painful
Carry my pole, scary nigga I can change though
They need some riches feel like, can't get my city I got
Telescope extensions, I got Prada on my vision
Dancing with the devil tell my momma we gon' make it
And we started round that block, with this child we gon' shake it
I've been praying to the sky they won't take me for my time
I got diamonds on my skin and hundreds falling from the sky
I could really change your life she been crying through the night
I got percies in my veins but I got codeine when I cry
I be feeling crazy all them nights they want some change from me
Fear of god on my jeans but I know niggas they won't pray for me
Tell me how my heart's so cold, I'm heaven sent
Trackhawk, we gon' walk 'em down with no benefits
Said I can't move wrong
Fuck the other side nigga
I got petrol in my body, I might slide with it
Ride with it, carrying my Louis I might die with it
She still want my heart, but I'm still fucking on these side bitches
I'm too high no, counting hundreds while my brain roll
With my eyes closed, sipping mud it's getting painful
Carry my pole, scary nigga I can change though
Alan, what the fuck are you saying
Said I can't move wrong
Fuck the other side nigga
I got petrol in my body, I might slide with it
Ride with it, carrying my Louis I might die with it
She still want my heart, but I'm still fucking on these side bitches
I'm too high no, counting hundreds while my brain roll
With my eyes closed, sipping mud it's getting painful
Carry my pole, scary nigga I can change though
Cartier I might flood the face
She gon' change the whip and we might do the race
Niggas snakes, she done turn fake
We was at the bottom tucking bands all in the shelf and I can't
Never trust these hoes, she want Gucci bitch you average
I been thumbing through it, I want blues, them my passion
I just want that private in the sky, living lavish
Feel like I might go and turn myself a jawn
Niggas speaking down like nigga mad or some
Brodie never tucked the .45 then he ain't blast enough
Switching gears in V12
Swerving I might crash or some
I just made a hundred out the back, give that second round
Said I can't move wrong
Fuck the other side nigga
I got petrol in my body, I might slide with it
Ride with it, carrying my Louis I might die with it
She still want my heart, but I'm still fucking on these side bitches
I'm too high no, counting hundreds while my brain roll
With my eyes closed, sipping mud it's getting painful
Carry my pole, scary nigga I can change though
They need some riches feel like, can't get my city I got
Telescope extensions, I got Prada on my vision
Dancing with the devil tell my momma we gon' make it
And we started round that block, with this child we gon' shake it
I've been praying to the sky they won't take me for my time
I got diamonds on my skin and hundreds falling from the sky
I could really change your life she been crying through the night
I got percies in my veins but I got codeine when I cry
I be feeling crazy all them nights they want some change from me
Fear of god on my jeans but I know niggas they won't pray for me
Tell me how my heart's so cold, I'm heaven sent
Trackhawk, we gon' walk 'em down with no benefits
Said I can't move wrong
Fuck the other side nigga
I got petrol in my body, I might slide with it
Ride with it, carrying my Louis I might die with it
She still want my heart, but I'm still fucking on these side bitches
I'm too high no, counting hundreds while my brain roll
With my eyes closed, sipping mud it's getting painful
Carry my pole, scary nigga I can change though
