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ebk trey - move oppy lyrics

i do not give a f-ck i’m feeling so crazy i might just go hit him up these n-ggas they know w-ssup they say you the bro and then they gone line you up why these haters gotta flex if you want the cash then get up off your -ss i ain’t gotta brag smoking og gas h-lla b-tches always wanna shake they -ss

bending ya block no suburban i just be lurking why these n-ggas wanna flex who can i purge cause i feel the urge to put a n-gga right up on his kneck (2x)

you know my guys they be willing couple billy’s with me
while ya b-tch is with me sending shots n-gga you retired
say i’m moving shady why you lying

moving and rolling get straight to the cash i’m trynna get me a bag
you was f-cking with me now you switch up on me now you looking stupid cause wit lit up on you

two n-ggas plotting that’s 1 in the dome and 2 in his body
i just pop me a molly i be feeling so crazy i’m balling like scotty
n-gga you talking then pull up lil b-tch n-ggas they know that i’m back on my sh-t b-tches be chatting they lie on my d-ck

these n-ggas move oppy they calling me crippy cause i got the choppie no britney or bobby just head shots when a n-gga moves real wocky ya b-tch calls me poppie i’m smoking the dope and i’m back in my zone why you calling my phone b-tch leave me alone and pour me a pint by the 4

see i hope in my bag i run up the cash and all of my n-ggas is getting it you stupid n-ggas need to quit it only aim for heads never missing
only 2-3 shots out the glock spin around on his block while he calling up the opps glllt hit up on his block

we shoot at ya brian you betta get low cause we love to put in that pain all these hoes wanna give us brain then pop a perc and then i’m going insane i swear i love all my opps these n-ggas is p-ssy they ain’t going to do a thang smoking dead bodies i pull up on holly we popping a molly right to the face sipping the henny then count up the benjis i feel like the man in my city y’all n-ggas y’all not f-cking with me keep my name out ya mouth lil b-tch n-ggas they know i’m back on my sh-t

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