Move Fast 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 lick, 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 lick, 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 lick, 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)