DEA

[Intro] (Alex, run that shit back) (Juvy Catcher 'bout a check) [Chorus] All the moves I make is necessary Ayy, fuck my opps ’cause they very scary We stepping on whoever talking, I can get him buried You know the kid important, I had to get the windows tinted Eighty K for the veneers so I had to call the dentist I feel like John Gotti, super tied, see, I'm a mob boss One thing you know, you live to die I got my back against the wall, I feel boxed in My enemies very close, they looking like my friends [Verse 1] Ayy, round table, it's a confеrence code Ayy, co told mе to chill, I ain’t gotta make the call Slime told me level up, he want me to keep the ball I keep that glizzy close The safe is getting real stuffed and plus I'm adding more I know these bitches thought that I wouldn't make it, but face it Couldn't believe a thousand dollars make a bad bitch get naked, SMH I can't believe this what it really take I'm getting full off of this money after I say my grace I put my bitch at the top floor She 'bout to be glad that I like her, but she'll hit the door I came home and shot passed a lot of niggas to the top You full washed up, matter fact, grab the mop [Chorus] All the moves I make is necessary Ayy, fuck my opps ’cause they very scary We stepping on whoever talking, I can get him buried You know the kid important, I had to get the windows tinted Eighty K for the veneers so I had to call the dentist I feel like John Gotti, super tied, see, I’m a mob boss One thing you know, you live to die I got my back against the wall, I feel boxed in My enemies very close, they looking like my friends [Verse 2] I heard no face ain't a case, that shit ain’t really safe I got booked for what he said, you can't tell me that shit ain't gay I still held it down, nigga, and didn't tell a soul See, I can’t talk about my case 'cause it ain't closed See, they just waiting on a slip-up On God, I won't flip up Jumped out on appeal, slime had to put the chips up Came home to some red bottoms, bitch, you tweaking This Trackhawk got a super charge, bitch, I'm geeking By any means necessary, no Malcolm X Walked to the jet from the 'ject, long live Jett This money make anything impossible She playing a good role, this bitch deserve an Oscar Where the fucking pasta? [Chorus] All the moves I make is necessary Ayy, fuck my opps 'cause they very scary We stepping on whoever talking, I can get him buried You know the kid important, I had to get the windows tinted Eighty K for the veneers so I had to call the dentist I feel like John Gotti, super tied, see, I'm a mob boss One thing you know, you live to die I got my back against the wall, I feel boxed in My enemies very close, they looking like my friends