Move Wrong (feat. VonOff1700)

Lay it down, lay it down, you hoes lay it down (Bolegs, 
this you?)
Lay it down, lay it down, you hoes lay it down
Lay it down, lay it down, you hoes lay it down
Lay it down, lay it down, you hoes lay it down (spank on 
the beat)

When I up this Drac', a nigga better not move wrong
This shit get crazy, they done knocked him out his socks 
with his shoes on
Long live all the bros, most of they killers got a 
tombstone
Diamond was lackin' while it was crackin' and got boomed on
We just clapped a face up, y'all gon' see him when the news
 on
We got so many pipes up on this block, boy, this a tool 
zone
Tell 'em free Famous, every court date, I got Zoom on
Gettin' smoked or bein' locked in a cell, that's somethin' 
I'm cool on

It take money to go to war, a lot of guns and they not 
cheap
Glocks, Dracs and ARPs, with this shit till the day I leave
My killers bounce out V's and chase him down until he 
cannot breathe
Only sandbox niggas on my team, you fuck niggas ain't my 
bleeds
We play laser tag with the beams, my shooters creep
Get up close, don't shoot from deep
Me and Vonno got two a piece
I put the press on a nigga for woofin' about what he gon' 
do to me
You don't want them killers outside your house, pull up 
like Uber Eats

Uh, he took off and ran and got knocked right up off his 
feet
I got rich and I'm still signed, I just can't stop, I'm in 
too deep
Opps tryna post up on they block because they heard that 
I'm OT
I'm in the 'Raq like it's Miami 'cause I'm strapped up with
 my heat
Big Jilla like a Muslim, he pop up when he hear beef
I had to block J Mane number, he kept talkin' 'bout pushin'
 peace
Everybody slide in fin-fin, we bounce out of regular Jeeps
We had to tap lil' Keesy head 'cause he thought this shit 
was sweet, with his dead ass

Throw B's like we rock red flags, blue hundreds make my 
pants sag
Took off, but I was dead last, can't wait to let my lead 
blast
Put a built-in switch up on the Glock, it shoot so damn 
fast
Talkin' shit, but ain't out on your block, that's how your 
mans died
Fuck the opps till I'm six feet, can't get back what they 
took from me
They should've knew they couldn't compete, they got spanked
 and put to sleep
I got thirty-four racks, the fuck I look like, Booker T?
It depend on if you movin' right on whether you booked or 
free

When I up this Drac', a nigga better not move wrong
This shit get crazy, they done knocked him out his socks 
with his shoes on
Long live all the bros, most of they killers got a 
tombstone
Diamond was lackin' while it was crackin' and got boomed on
We just clapped a face up, y'all gon' see him when the news
 on
We got so many pipes up on this block, boy, this a tool 
zone

Tell 'em free Famous, every court date, I got Zoom on
Gettin' smoked or bein' locked in a cell, that's somethin' 
I'm cool on