LTP JAY - My Move Lyrics

Don't you got a f*cking gun, bro
Uh
Them ain't the only niggas with guns
If they come through, they come through
F*ck it
What, are you scared
Bitch
Yeah
Huh
Ha
LTP J
Uh
I ain't no rapping ass nigga, I just talk a lot
Hot boy, we can get to beefing in the parking lot
We some real dogs, you can say we bark a lot
Top boy, we gon' get them gone if it's dark or not
I'm trynna up the score, nigga, we ain't ever finished
I hold grudges, f*ck with me and I'ma up the digits
I ain't from the rack, I smack a nigga like I'm playing tennis
I got a pistol whip the nigga, I can't change my image
I like guns, but can't post them, cause 12 might get me
Feds watching my page, cause they know I'm pimping
A New account hit me up, trying to see if I'm sipping
I had to tell that nigga no, but the gang is different
I got the runtz for sale
Don't tell your homie cause he pussy, he might go and tell
Remember running from the cops, but then a nigga fell
A kingpin, moving weight, I can't go to jail
Ha, nah
I can't go out lacking
All my guns, futuristic, call of duty packing
It's blood leaking out his nose, think he need a napkin
If you wanna know my favorite weapon, it's a MAC-10
Real shit, ha
If you wanna fight, nigga, we can fight now
If it's smoke, nigga, we gon' put yo lights out
Blood everywhere, like a nigga left the pint out
I don't sip the red, I just got his lies out
I like guns, but can't post them, cause 12 might get me
Feds watching my page, cause they know I'm pimping
A new account hit me up, trying to see if I'm sipping
I had to tell that nigga no, but the gang is different
You don't like the way I speak, cause my slang be different
You don't like the way I move, cause my gang be different
Niggas start to call me double O, cause my aim ain't missing
I like fireworks, remind me of days of Christmas
If it's a ugly bitch, then I'ma f*ck, but I won't finish
I'm a hot boy, when I f*ck, she feel it in her kidney
I give her shots in her mouth, cause she like the feeling
I feel like a porn star, they pay me, then I kill em
She like me, but I don't like her back, I passed that
That bitch keep asking me to add her back on Snapchat
Every time I see this bitch, I get flashbacks
My favorite memory is seeing that hoe ass clap
If a nigga buck up, he get, ha
If a nigga buck up, he get f*cked up
If a nigga buck up, he get, ha
If a nigga buck up, he get Ruffed up
Uh, I need a shot
Uh, I need a smoke
F*ck around and pass the pot, so I can cook the dough
If the Jakes ask, this the antidote
This ain't no f*cking handout, ain't no shit for free
But I might put a hand out, she got double D's
Tell that bitch that I'm a freaky nigga, f*ck her while she bleed
In missionary, ain't no running, all she do is scream
Ah yeah, we back on that bullshit again
I know, I know, that's what y'all thinking
But look, I just like to keep shit P
It's Jay
It's Jay