Bandchasindee4x - 2ManMove

I can’t beef with no nigga not toting that iron bruh hopped out too quick bullets
Start flyin drak in my hand walk down I’m firing
And I stay in the rip I be swervin them dimes don’t claim you my man
If I don’t never see you slidin and It’s a sweet move ya brova got hit
I’m smokin yo man, roll it up take a hit if I see a opp on the rip
Call a blitz ops throwing the flag and they calling it quits
Why I slide on yo black jay throwing the fifth I’m toting the glizzy
It’s one in my dip birdy ass nigga got shot in his shit
Quick aim, brodie just threw the assist moon rocks you is not trappin like this
I’m sending out shots and your man sending diss
Put the pot on the stove beat it up with my wrist walkdown
You is not totin like this your bitch she a fan tryn bop it and spit
2 Man move we bagged hop out the car and my niggas gon smash em
And we already up give a fuck bout a random
We taking taking his loot and we hold em for ransom
We dumping his body bruh told me to trash em
No mask walking with the stick tryna blam em uh uh uh uh uh
If you my man you better up with that stick it’s one in the head
If I shoot I can’t miss bitch I’m the 1 not the 2 ima slide on yo block
With this big thirty two fat shit only and it’s aiming at you
My painters gon paint they gon paint with that tool (Uh bitch)
I can’t beef with no nigga not toting that iron bruh hopped out too quick
Bullets start flyin drak in my hand walk down I’m firing
And I stay in the rip I be swervin them dimes don’t claim you my man
If I don’t never see you slidin
How you drawling them tips but you swear you tryna spin me
If you up with that stick bitch that bullet better end me
My steppas gon step with that stick like it’s disney real live spinning
Don’t get dizzy uh bitch I got hod on the beat
If you talking out your neck you get left in your seat drak thang
Blow a nigga up 6 deep damn now we gotta put up 6 feet
He was tippin on line then he died in his sleep I done ran up my money
I’m taxing for feats 250 for a verse and they mad it ain’t cheap
Bitch I got louie my feet put the pounds in the bag it off in a week he said he ten toes? Bitch we gon shoot at his feet
And then 762s gon rip through his seat uh bitch
I gotta trap every week I been trappin real hard cause my men gotta eat

Written by:
Deon Hawkins

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