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move fast - swifty blue, moneysign suede & zoe osama lyrics

[intro: moneysign suede]
(low the great)
ayy
i’m a parkside baby, ayy
(cypress)
look

[chorus: moneysign suede]
i don’t even got a dead homie like that
’cause all my n*ggas strapped, real talk, we keep it packed
n*ggas want smoke, i’ma smoke a new pack
why n*ggas want smoke? why they wanna be ash?
my n*gga hit a l!ck, so he got a new tat
i be gettin’ money, i don’t care about the cat
i ain’t goin’ home ’til i make a new bag
cypress just told me that i gotta move fast

[verse 1: swifty blue]
(ayy, listen, cypress just told me that i gotta move fast)
fresh up off the block with a pistol and a pound
i love the gun smoke and i lovе the gun sound
my b*tch ass fat and i love to f*ck her raw
bеfore you learn how to walk you gon’ learn how to crawl
this that p*funk, baby, with that grimey park swag
this that i can’t leave the pad without my thirty*round mag
this that p*ssed*off flow, got everybody mad
this that buy a new house ’cause they see me in my bag
all that pocket watchin’, b*tch, automatic red flag
had to toss my old strap, so i bought a new strap
i ain’t with that internet, i’ma pull up where you at
if you really got an issue, we gon’ take it to the back
i ain’t with that internet, i’ma pull up where you at
if you really got an issue, we gon’ take it to the back, gangland
[chorus: moneysign suede]
i don’t even got a dead homie like that
’cause all my n*ggas strapped, real talk, we keep it packed
n*ggas want smoke, i’ma smoke a new pack
why n*ggas want smoke? why they wanna be ash?
my n*gga hit a l!ck, so he got a new tat
i be gettin’ money, i don’t care about the cat
i ain’t goin’ home ’til i make a new bag
cypress just told me that i gotta move fast

[verse 2: zoe osama]
money, power, guns, respect (n*gga)
n*ggas said i wouldn’t make it, looked at ’em like, “bet”
ayy, get money, stack checks (ooh)
and i made it independent, so f*ck it, what’s next? ayy
ain’t nothin’ really changed but the timing (but the timing)
eastside young n*gga still shining (ho, i’m shining)
make her do what i say like simon (like i’m simon)
i ain’t even tryna f*ck, i’m just vibin’ (just vibin’)
i’ll get you touched like midas (lil’ n*gga)
hood n*gga, but my bank account private (on the gang)
this the type of sh*t to start a riot (start a riot)
give a f*ck ’bout no fame, b*tch, i’m slidin’, ugh
dirty drugs in my system got me violent (b*tch)
hood n*gga, keep it real, keep it silent
and if any n*gga want smoke, i’ma light it (i’ma light it)
ayy, man, i’m high as a b*tch, i’m a pilot
[chorus: moneysign suede]
i don’t even got a dead homie like that
’cause all my n*ggas strapped, real talk, we keep it packed
n*ggas want smoke, i’ma smoke a new pack
why n*ggas want smoke? why they wanna be ash?
my n*gga hit a l!ck, so he got a new tat
i be gettin’ money, i don’t care about the cat
i ain’t goin’ home ’til i make a new bag
cypress just told me that i gotta move fast

[outro]
(tha new cartel music)

- swifty blue moneysign suede zoe osama lyrics

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