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pro dillinger - movin weight lyrics

[intro]
it’s dillinger, n+gga
one nine sh+t
scummy (it’s+it’s+it’s+it’s the umbrella, b+tch)

[verse 1]
get this paper, ain’t no other plan, pitch it underhand
new jack and hammer gon’ stutter, call it the duh duh man
i’m bettin’ off of makin’ it stretch, i’m pitchin’ rubber bands (yeah)
right hand holdin’ a body, gun in my other hand
my lil’ n+gga just got locked, and he won’t never bail (no)
my lil’ cousin’ just came home, and he won’t never tell
your lil’ n+gga just got shot, and he gon’ spill the beans
put the target right on his body, so we can spill his dreams (blow)
lil’ blocks, i could make the quota, i been takin’ over
lil’ pots, big bag of yola, box of bakin’ soda (yeah)
lil’ glocks, full up to the brim and number shaven over
k+9, tryna smell a trunk, that’s a rangin’ rover (uh)
drugs intoxicatin’ the blood that flow in my arteries
nightmares ballin’ me, witnessed murders and robberies
got it out the mud, my kids’ll never see poverty
i probably, run in your pockets and take your property (uh)

[chorus]
i turn a quarter ounce to a quarter ki’ (quarter ki’)
i used to order one and now i order three (i order three)
i remember i was down and now the bag is straight (straight)
i used to smoke a bag and now i’m baggin’ weight (baggin’ weight)
i turn a quarter ounce to a quarter ki’ (quarter ki’)
i used to order one and now i order three (i order three)
i remember i was down and now the bag is straight (dillnger, n+gga)
i used to smoke a bag and now i’m baggin’ weight (yo)
[verse 2]
no love for the other side, hope you n+ggas starve
cashapp my youngan some money, he’ll get you n+ggas robbed (man)
i just got some cut for the powder and threw it on the work
re+up’d out the 15th, n+gga, and moved it on the 1st
ain’t n0body tellin’ me sh+t, ’cause i ain’t new to this
got these n+ggas watchin’ my plays and i how i manoeuvre sh+t (yeah)
i just took some work from a n+gga, and made it super flip (uh)
i been takin’ losses forever, so i been used to this
same house, on the porch, it’s the same block
come through, it better be business, don’t get your gang shot (blow)
all my n+ggas ready for drama, and let the flames pop (yeah)
from the straw, i ain’t hard to find, i’m in the same spots
quarter brick, i could water whip and get you straight dropped
still ballin’, i ain’t had enough of what the game got (uh)
play the streets, i ain’t talkin’ beats when the base drop (nah)
hustle hard, i was gettin’ money out of daytop, uh

[chorus]
i turn a quarter ounce to a quarter ki’
i used to order one and now i order three (i order three)
i remember i was down and now the bag is straight (straight)
i used to smoke a bag and now i’m baggin’ weight (weight)
i turn a quarter ounce to a quarter ki’ (quarter ki’)
i used to order one and now i order three (i order three)
i remember i was down and now the bag is straight (straight)
i used to smoke a bag and now i’m baggin’ weight (baggin’ weight)
[outro]
i used to smoke a bag and now i’m baggin’ weight
i used to smoke a bag and now i’m baggin’ weight
i remember i was down and now the bag is straight
i used to smoke a bag and now i’m baggin’ weight
(it’s+it’s+it’s+it’s the umbrella, b+tch)

- pro dillinger lyrics

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