GankMoves lyrics
by Baker Ya Maker
[Verse 1: MC Holocaust]
b*tch whats the point of livin' if a n*gga can't gank?
Stuff dat f*cker in my truck then drive off to the nearest bank
Walk in wit one in da chamber watch how i make it count
Info to yo account = large amounts
[Verse 2: MC Holocaust]
Blunt force trauma I'm kinda greedy fo dat cheese hoe
Take everything you got till i can't no f*ckin mo
Once I pop da lock
Then I'll go set up shop
Get high off yo supply
It was from yo stash spot
Call you out on ya bluff
Pawn all yo sh*t fo bucks
Caught you off guard cuz im skinny
I on look tough
Play me for pus*y if you wanna b*tch
Betcha I'll buck
Don't give a f*ck about sh*t
The type you can't trust