Lyrics
Move a lil smarter cause I got it now
Hometown hero like I'm Pacquiao
Fiji to the ears like I'm finna drown
Move it on the low, make em run around
Designer can't be fake bitch I'm not a clown
In my circle, u a square, you can't hang around
I been up, I been down, in the Milly town
Tell me how the fuck you useful if I bring you out
Cant be fuckin round when I'm moving now
Need a bigger budget when I'm shooting now
I been going dumb, I been going wild
Guess I need to move a lil calmer now
Automatic on the dot, that's a Quik statiz
Rubberband money on my flip status
Dropped a coo bag for the white Lexus
Guess it's only Mando when the white Sellin
30 round ex what my pack Sellin
30 bottle flex when my pack sipping
100 shells hit when the chop singing
100 blue faces when the stack tipping
See I only get respect when I chop it up
Know my people give me props how I got up
Feel like I can do no wrong when I'm on the block
Know my people gon be straight when I get the bag
Move a lil smarter cause I got it now
Hometown hero like I'm Pacquiao
Fiji to the ears like I'm finna drown
Move it on the low, make em run around
Designer can't be fake bitch I'm not a clown
In my circle, u a square, you can't hang around
I been up, I been down, in the Milly town
Tell me how the fuck you useful if I bring you out
Gotta move smarter for my damn sake
Know my money stacking high like some pancakes
Steez got the gas while ya'll niggas using handbrakes
If you got no bread, you get no handshake
Gets crazy in the wild Wild West
You get it for that price what I get it for is less
Never let a chick get between, that's a mess
Yo, it's all about that paper, tell that chick to the left (To the left)
Try to come and test, I ain't tripping tho
See I'm tryna get the green, call me Piccolo
Want the drama, pop it off like a Michelob
Steez in a Lex, and we flex, cause we whipping hoe
Driving fast off this road rage
Why yo girl not done with the hoe stage?
Tryna get me caught up in the mix, no way
I'm okay, best believe she gets no play
Move a lil smarter cause I got it now
Hometown hero like I'm Pacquiao
Fiji to the ears like I'm finna drown
Move it on the low, make em run around
Designer can't be fake bitch I'm not a clown
In my circle, u a square, you can't hang around
I been up, I been down, in the Milly town
Tell me how the fuck you useful if I bring you out
Writer(s): John Rafanan
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