Move lyrics
by Casper TNG
[Intro]
(DT Beatz)
[Chorus: Casper TNG]
Pass the gun, you a b*tch, you ain't shootin' sh*t
Move, b*tch, get out my way because I'm Ludacris
Half of bird, ten days, not no Cuban sh*t
If I was famous, still wouldn't put it on that Cuban b*tch
[Verse 1: Casper TNG]
These hoes get around, I ain't new to this
I'm with [NFT?], the neighbors be like, "Who is this?"
And my wrist got a freezer, your sh*t be the fridge
And my youngin caught a body, your youngin a b*tch
If I'm ever in a party, my gun on my hip
If you catch me with a b*tch, then it's probably his
I ain't goin' on a 'Gram just to talk with these kids
You ain't never shot sh*t, you just walk with the stick
And the loud that you smokin' is probably mid
And my pack a nobody, the body was mid
But you still got no bodies, can't talk like you did
And I'm Muslim, but my shoes is definitely Chris
[Chorus: Casper TNG]
Pass the gun, you a b*tch, you ain't shootin' sh*t
Move, b*tch, get out my way because I'm Ludacris
Half of bird, ten days, not no Cuban sh*t
If I was famous, still wouldn't put it on that Cuban b*tch
[Verse 2: Baby2]
If I gеt famous, take the bands and invest in somе bricks
My cro' do drills just for the gang, he don't care 'bout the racks
And for this sh*t I put in pain, ain't no way I'ma switch
Walk down sh*t, I'm that real, cro' got close and he turned the switch
I couldn't sleep up in the bando, no way that I'm missin' the naps
I walk outside, movin' like Django, I came with the Smith and the glizz
Got too much to lose, no way I could slip
Put boy on the news if I hop in the whip
I sure wanna choose I don't want the b*tch
And I had no jewels, did them like a pimp
I was down bad, no mag', I had to change up the script
Time for my own pack, last time crodie gave me the assist
Drip, splash, she wanna swim too bad, pass up the [?]
Youngin want a bag, put 'em in the chips
Youngin want a hat, then work on the drills
I was DT, King Street with TNG and 0mizz
She say she miss me, b*tch, please, Perc' tryna get me flipped
Black trucks and Bentleys, you see the lifestyle that I live
I had they block with ten piece, look after boys that called me a wick
[Chorus: Casper TNG]
Pass the gun, you a b*tch, you ain't shootin' sh*t
Move, b*tch, get out my way because I'm Ludacris
Half of bird, ten days, not no Cuban sh*t
If I was famous, still wouldn't put it on that Cuban b*tch