Movin Tac

Gang, gang, gang

I was just in the street, so I'm movin' tacter than niggas
Run up on me, I'ma click (bow)
Most of the bitches that droppin' the O
Back in the day, they was just doin' dick (Notti)
I love my fans, but I'm movin' dusty today
Nobody gettin' a pic'
Ain't no one-on-ones, we never boxin'
Fuck all my opps, I be droppin' they shit (bow-bow-bow)

Jiggy in Jersey, just hit a mill'
Now these bitches wanna dance to our shit
I'm not a regular rapper
'Cause half of these niggas never caught a hit
You ain't takin' my watch, lil' nigga
'Cause bro in the back, he movin' wit' the grip (aye)
Now we got money forever (what?)
Old niggas mad 'cause the young niggas really got rich

Everyday that I wake up
It's a new nigga that's wolfin' and say I'm a opp
I cannot fuck wit' a strag
She pull up on gang, that bitch know she better bop
I heard that lil' bitch tryna work it
She get a doobie? That's gon' be the day it get shot
My lil' niggas really lurkin'
Don't be a victim when they spinnin' your, wait

I'm in the whip wit' a G-Lock
Bro tryna get a nigga for his G-Shock (on bro)
Tryna get a crib in the tree tops
Bro, I hit a nigga in his tree top
She wanna fuck
That bitch bad, but she out of luck
How you my opp? I ain't never got touched
Bro, I'll send shots right down to your gut
What? What? On bro (aye, aye, aye, wait)

Niggas be scared when I'm losin' in dice
Your gun in your car, my gun in my Mikes
It's too many opps that I smoke on
Sometimes I don't know who the fuck I'ma light
Word to my dead, it's on sight
Everything dead, I cannot play wit' my life
And I know that I'm gettin' the money right now
But I'm blitzin' the niggas thats dissin' for life

I was just in the street, so I'm movin' tacter than niggas
Run up on me, I'ma click (bow)
Most of the bitches that droppin' the O
Back in the day, they was just doin' dick
I love my fans, but I'm movin' dusty today
Nobody gettin' a pic
Ain't no one-on-ones, we never boxin'
Fuck all my opps, I be droppin' they shit

I'm in the whip wit' a G-Lock
Bro tryna get a nigga for his G-Shock (on bro)
Tryna get a crib in the tree tops
Bro, I hit a nigga in his tree top
She wanna fuck
That bitch bad, but she out of luck
How you my opp? I ain't never got touched
Bro, I'll send shots right down to your gut
What? What? On bro (aye, aye, aye, what?)



Credits
Writer(s): Chalim Perry, Kevin Viera, Alexis Cavalieri, Juan-vicente Caballero, Sha Ek Sha Ek
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