Move Wrong

[Intro: 8Ball & MJG]

Lay it down, lay it down, you hoes lay it down (Bolegs, this you?)

Lay it down, lay it down, you hoes lay it down

Lay it down, lay it down, you hoes lay it down

Lay it down, lay it down, you hoes lay it down (Spank on the beat)

[Chorus: VonOff1700]

When I up this Drac', a nigga better not move wrong

This shit get crazy, they done knocked him out his socks with his shoes on

Long live all the bros, most of they killers got a tombstone

Diamond was lackin' while it was crackin' and got boomed on

We just clapped a face up, y'all gon' see him when the news on

We got so many pipes up on this block, boy, this a tool zone

Tell 'em free Famous, every court date, I got Zoom on

Gettin' smoked or bein' locked in a cell, that's somеthin' I'm cool on

[Verse 1: Polo G]

It take money to go to war, a lot of guns and they not chеap

Glocks, Dracs and ARPs, with this shit 'til the day I leave

My killers bounce out V's and chase him down until he cannot breathe

Only sandbox niggas on my team, you fuck niggas ain't my bleeds

We play laser tag with the beams, my shooters creep

Get up close, don't shoot from deep

Me and Vonno got two a piece

I'll put the press on a nigga for woofin' about what he gon' do to me

You don't want them killers outside your house, pull up like Uber Eats

[Verse 2: VonOff1700]

Uh, he took off and ran and got knocked right up off his feet

I got rich and I'm still signed, I just can't stop, I'm in too deep

Opps tryna post up on they block because they heard that I'm OT

I'm in the 'Raq like it's Miami 'cause I'm strapped up with my heat

Big Jilla like a Muslim, he pop up when he hear beef

I had to block J Mane number, he kept talkin' 'bout pushin' peace

Everybody slide in fin-fins, we bounce out a regular Jeep

We had to tap lil' Keesy head 'cause he thought this shit was sweet, with his dead ass

[Verse 3: Polo G]

Throw B's like we rock red flags, blue hundreds make my pants sag

Took off, but I was dead last, can't wait to let my lead blast

Put a built-in switch up on the Glock, it shoot so damn fast

Talkin' shit, but ain't out on your block, that's how your mans died

Fuck the opps 'til I'm six feet, can't get back what they took from me

They should've knew they couldn't compete, they got spanked and put to sleep

I got thirty-four racks, the fuck I look like, Booker T?

It depend on if you movin' right on whether you booked or free

[Chorus: VonOff1700]

When I up this Drac', a nigga better not move wrong

This shit get crazy, they done knocked him out his socks with his shoes on

Long live all the bros, most of they killers got a tombstone

Diamond was lackin' while it was crackin' and got boomed on

We just clapped a face up, y'all gon' see him when the news on

We got so many pipes up on this block, boy, this a tool zone

Tell 'em free Famous, every court date, I got Zoom on

Gettin' smoked or bein' locked in a cell, that's somethin' I'm cool on