Movin' In Silence
Yeah man look, your not allowed to speak on my name
If you got less than 10k in your motherfuckin'
Bank account, you know what I'm sayin'?
Niggas ain't movin' in silence no more (No More)
Online chitchat, nigga get big mad
Make a Nigga wanna go slide with a pole
I can't risk that, Not for no bitch ass
Nigga when I got money at home (At home, Ok)
I get money alone (Alright)
I don't need nobody to write my check
I write my check when I get home
Yeah
Bitch I got all of these racks in these rockstar jeans (Ok)
She wanna fuck with a rockstar
She wanna suck when I'm rock hard
(Please) Yeah, Yeah, Yeah
She wanna fuck to the guitar strings
After I nut, gotta grab her things
I cum then I come to my senses and leave
Yeah (I gotta go) Yeah (Bitch)
She wanna stay over but I got money to get
After that I got some money to flip
High as a bitch give me some of them chips
I'm tryna smack on some fuckin Doritos
Ran outta apple juice I need to reload
I'm feeling lost need to find me like Nemo
I go through life with some muhfuckin cheat codes (Yeah)
So many woman in Cali be all in my DMs
They stalking my page (Page)
But I ain't ever gon see'm cuz I got a bm
She already claimed me
She want a subscription on only fans
That's why this bitch always flirting with me
But I'm, only gon serve you some weed
But I'm, only gon serve you some weed
Niggas ain't movin' in silence no more (No More)
Online chitchat, nigga get big mad
Make a Nigga wanna go slide with a pole
I can't risk that, Not for no bitch ass
Nigga when I got money at home (At home, Ok)
I get money alone (Alright)
I don't need nobody to write my check
I write my check when I get home
Got me like
Niggas ain't getting no money (Nah)
Niggas ain't getting no money (Nah)
Niggas ain't getting no money (Nah)
Niggas ain't getting no money (Nah)
Look at that man on the internet
You probably thought he was getting some money (Ya broke)
You should've knew he was fronting (Ya broke)
You should've
They wanna test me, they thought I was little
I said I'm bilingual, I talk with a pistol
And I ain't gon kill'em, I'll just leave them crippled
Cuz I got some morals that make me more civil
Bitch ima dog I belong in a kennel
If I'm in a movie I'm probably the villain
If you try my niggas they probably gon kill you
I got no filter I'll probably offended you
Bitch I'll attack that pussy on titan
I'll break them walls like they did in the pilot
Ain't none of they business what we do in private
I just say it on the mic cuz they like it
I be yo Martin if you be my Gina
I got a bad little bitch like Christina
Bad to the bone nigga, down to the femur
She want to give my life up to Jesus
So many woman in Paris be all in my DM they talking my page
But I ain't ever gon see them
Cuz I got a bm she already claimed me
She want my attention and money and that's why
This bitch always flirting with me (Ya broke)
But I'm, only gon serve you some weed (Ya broke)
Only gon serve you some
Niggas ain't movin' in silence no more (No More)
Online chitchat, nigga get big mad
Make a nigga wanna go slide with a pole
I can't risk that, Not for no bitch ass
Nigga when I got money at home (At home bitch)
I get money alone (Alright)
I don't need nobody to write my check
I write my check when I get home
Got me like
Niggas ain't getting no money (Nah)
Niggas ain't getting no money (Nah)
Niggas ain't getting no money (Nah)
Niggas ain't getting no money (Nah)
Look at that man on the internet
You probably thought he was getting some money (Ya broke)
You should've knew he was fronting (Ya broke)
You should've knew he was fronting
Yeah, we gettin' money around these parts nigga
I got 5 racks in my mother fuckin' pocket right now
I take that shit out and smack you across your
Mother fuckin' head with it
I can guarantee that shit gon hurt nigga
I got 5 racks I don't even need that shit nigga
I toss that bitch at you like a mother fuckin' baseball nigga
You know what I'm sayin'?
All we do around these mother fuckin' parts is get money nigga
I don't know what else to do man
I'm tired of being a mother fuckin' rich nigga
I'm a go home, smoke my mother fuckin' blunt
Make some mother fuckin' money and repeat
Ain't nothin' new around these parts
You know what I'm sayin'?
If you got less than 10k in your motherfuckin'
Bank account, you know what I'm sayin'?
Niggas ain't movin' in silence no more (No More)
Online chitchat, nigga get big mad
Make a Nigga wanna go slide with a pole
I can't risk that, Not for no bitch ass
Nigga when I got money at home (At home, Ok)
I get money alone (Alright)
I don't need nobody to write my check
I write my check when I get home
Yeah
Bitch I got all of these racks in these rockstar jeans (Ok)
She wanna fuck with a rockstar
She wanna suck when I'm rock hard
(Please) Yeah, Yeah, Yeah
She wanna fuck to the guitar strings
After I nut, gotta grab her things
I cum then I come to my senses and leave
Yeah (I gotta go) Yeah (Bitch)
She wanna stay over but I got money to get
After that I got some money to flip
High as a bitch give me some of them chips
I'm tryna smack on some fuckin Doritos
Ran outta apple juice I need to reload
I'm feeling lost need to find me like Nemo
I go through life with some muhfuckin cheat codes (Yeah)
So many woman in Cali be all in my DMs
They stalking my page (Page)
But I ain't ever gon see'm cuz I got a bm
She already claimed me
She want a subscription on only fans
That's why this bitch always flirting with me
But I'm, only gon serve you some weed
But I'm, only gon serve you some weed
Niggas ain't movin' in silence no more (No More)
Online chitchat, nigga get big mad
Make a Nigga wanna go slide with a pole
I can't risk that, Not for no bitch ass
Nigga when I got money at home (At home, Ok)
I get money alone (Alright)
I don't need nobody to write my check
I write my check when I get home
Got me like
Niggas ain't getting no money (Nah)
Niggas ain't getting no money (Nah)
Niggas ain't getting no money (Nah)
Niggas ain't getting no money (Nah)
Look at that man on the internet
You probably thought he was getting some money (Ya broke)
You should've knew he was fronting (Ya broke)
You should've
They wanna test me, they thought I was little
I said I'm bilingual, I talk with a pistol
And I ain't gon kill'em, I'll just leave them crippled
Cuz I got some morals that make me more civil
Bitch ima dog I belong in a kennel
If I'm in a movie I'm probably the villain
If you try my niggas they probably gon kill you
I got no filter I'll probably offended you
Bitch I'll attack that pussy on titan
I'll break them walls like they did in the pilot
Ain't none of they business what we do in private
I just say it on the mic cuz they like it
I be yo Martin if you be my Gina
I got a bad little bitch like Christina
Bad to the bone nigga, down to the femur
She want to give my life up to Jesus
So many woman in Paris be all in my DM they talking my page
But I ain't ever gon see them
Cuz I got a bm she already claimed me
She want my attention and money and that's why
This bitch always flirting with me (Ya broke)
But I'm, only gon serve you some weed (Ya broke)
Only gon serve you some
Niggas ain't movin' in silence no more (No More)
Online chitchat, nigga get big mad
Make a nigga wanna go slide with a pole
I can't risk that, Not for no bitch ass
Nigga when I got money at home (At home bitch)
I get money alone (Alright)
I don't need nobody to write my check
I write my check when I get home
Got me like
Niggas ain't getting no money (Nah)
Niggas ain't getting no money (Nah)
Niggas ain't getting no money (Nah)
Niggas ain't getting no money (Nah)
Look at that man on the internet
You probably thought he was getting some money (Ya broke)
You should've knew he was fronting (Ya broke)
You should've knew he was fronting
Yeah, we gettin' money around these parts nigga
I got 5 racks in my mother fuckin' pocket right now
I take that shit out and smack you across your
Mother fuckin' head with it
I can guarantee that shit gon hurt nigga
I got 5 racks I don't even need that shit nigga
I toss that bitch at you like a mother fuckin' baseball nigga
You know what I'm sayin'?
All we do around these mother fuckin' parts is get money nigga
I don't know what else to do man
I'm tired of being a mother fuckin' rich nigga
I'm a go home, smoke my mother fuckin' blunt
Make some mother fuckin' money and repeat
Ain't nothin' new around these parts
You know what I'm sayin'?
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Writer(s): Elijah Floyd
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