Still Movin’ (Explicit)歌词由Rich The Kid&Fivio Foreign&Jay Critch演唱,出自专辑《Still Movin’ (Explicit)》,下面是《Still Movin’ (Explicit)》完整版歌词!
Still Movin’ (Explicit)歌词完整版
Still Movin' (Explicit) - Rich The Kid/Fivio Foreign/Jay Critch
Lyrics by:Dimitri Roger
Composed by:Dimitri Roger
Yeah I like this one
Yeah
A Lau on the beat
I got the Glock in the party
N***a move wrong I'm bustin' the .40
Ride up in then get a band to my shorty
Popped his brain now any mind I'm on it
What
I give a nine for a ten-pack
Uh
He missed the first time spin back
He'll blow it on peaker call back
Start the beat gotta wait a minute
Yeah for real
Then got it on rap
Haha
I came home from trappin'
Hundred bricks still movin'
Yeah
Bedrock
Uh
I put the ***** in a headlock
Uh
Most of my confidence dead stopped
Uh yeah look uh
Wait
Let's do it
Haha
The hardest n***as not stoppin' us yeah
Nah
I'll go on the run but I'm too popular look
Look uh
I'll go on the look huh yeah
I'm too popular
Hop in a
Skrrt
Police behind us them n***as not stoppin' us
Nah
I'll go on the run but I'm too popular
Lil' *****
We got like three or four Glocks with us
Get that feelin' we bringin' the mob with us
I be low 'cause they fiendin' to lock somethin'
We sellin' Percs when I wake 'em I cop 'em up
Yeah
Uh
Uh
Yeah
Yeah
Can't find him we shootin' his father
Boom
Uh
Boom
Yeah
Yeah
N***as'll die if they comin' to bother us
Boom
Like huh
Yeah
Huh you n***as don't know what you started up
Nah
Huh yeah only the drillers could get in the car with us
Skrrt
She give me head when she comin' to V
Back out the uh and I cum on the seats
I tell the driver "Don't look back n***a
It ain't nothin' to see"
Look woo
Huh yeah
Yeah
I spend mad money on my feet
I did
Look huh yeah I spend mad money on my feet
And I gotta ride with it under the seat
Boom
Run up on me and you diamonds can peak
Two
I'm in the crib with a couple of freaks
And they stay on the bed like they stuck to the sheets
Hey
I ran it up and I'm still the hood favorite
I'm always showin' that love to the streets
And you know brodie be stuck to the heat
If he let it off gon' up a degree
D**n
Tell her bend over she touch her knees
Ayy
Give her d**k and now she thinkin' 'bout it
N***as really p***y when I think about it
I just poured the Sprite and now it's pink around it
I came a long way used to hit a stain
**** still crazy when I think about it
Yeah
Oh he think he tough well my shooter's crazy
N***a don't you even go and blick around it
Dirty dirty
Water on me like I'm sick of rhymin'
Ayy
'Member n***as tried to jump ship
Well let them n***as go and send around me
Drop a bag have a shooter side
Go skate on 'em at the rink around 'em
Diamonds movin' like rope bounce
Bad lil' ***** with her toes out
She pull up and suck souls out
Hey