Movin' (feat. Snatcch)

Yea
Na mean
Yo Snatcch you ready
Lets get this shit
Madda fact change the beat
Change it up change it up
Change it up
Yeeaaaa ugh
Danny Glockz
What
Snatcch
Glllllllllllt
Bow
Yea
Ok

If yall niggas is fake dont get next to me
I'm the professor lil nigga stop testing me
Double cross me or my mans then you dead to me
Money you showing dont look like no bread to me
Slow down for a quick second, stop
Money im talking goes up to the tree top
Looking for diamonds that came from the ski shop
Looking for toppy when I talk to each thot
Up in the whip drive it low like a limbo
5 Percent tint you cant see out the window
Pick up some shorties who's ready to mingle
Count up my cash bae you know how that shit go
My nigga Snatcch you cant fuck with shit he got
Yall niggas foul and im getting a free shot
Streets getting crazy and hot like a teapot
Duff niggas out I'm accounting for each knot
I got the grips like I came from the navy
I got the vest but my gun dont have safety
Niggas out here talking shit going crazy
Got double glocks are you ready to faces these
Never take no for an answer or maybe
Russian roulette on ya face its a lottery
This shit aint sweet
This shit aint gravy
12 Bullets left throw em like I'm Tom Brady

Countin' this money in my sleep
Aint too many niggas that's left like me
Double this profit with no extra fee
Double my pockets I move like a beast
Countin' this money cause I'm up
Ain't too many niggas that's left like us
Ain't too many niggas that left we can trust
We pull out the grip ain't nothing to discuss

Me and DG all we do is get guap
Steady countin this breesh aint no way we can stop
Balenciaga when I'm in the spot
I admit i got all of this drip from my pops
I keep a pole on me just for the opps
I just bought a AR and it came with a
Got a bitch down below and she giving me top
I just play with her tits while she play with her twat
I suggest none of you bitch niggas act up
Got 2 guns on me second one thats for back up
This shit hits you one time you aint getting back up
Last thing saw was an all blue bandana
Hop in the whip same color as a cracker
Niggas be mad cause they money dont add up
Breesh coming in I'm just watching it stack up
Got work on the table that I'm finna bag up

Countin' this money in my sleep
Aint too many niggas that's left like me
Double this profit with no extra fee
Double my pockets I move like a beast
Countin' this money cause I'm up
Ain't too many niggas that's left like us
Ain't too many niggas that left we can trust
We pull out the grip ain't nothing to discuss

Na mean
You already know how we coming man
Danny Glockz
You know where to find him
Danny Glcokz
Niggas aint hiding
Danny Glockz
Yall better sign him
Danny Glockz
You know that I'm riding
You know that I'm riding
Came to your block on different timing
Miss me with that bullshit
Come again you know a nigga dumping
Bow
Nah nah nah lets move on to the next



Credits
Writer(s): Rodney Box
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