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Movie
by Ym ManMan
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Im in bag my life movie ion know how to act
My brova spittin that lil uzi he don't know how to rap
Whole gang run it up don't everybody trap
Muski been playin wit dem cards since he learned how to scam
Shout out the team it feel like we won a chip
Ain't get no gold rings but you can watch these diamonds dance
I sold the whole thing and I been gettin money since
Soon as the phone ring they leaving out I'm coming in
I got a 100 bands tucked in a stash box
He talking smoke but he ain't never on that back block
I got the drop I'm spinning through I'm tryna slide
Them n****s talk about that shit don't come outside
All they do is hide
We be spinning blocks
5 N****s with me every one of them got a Glock
Bitches on my top, They dickeat because I'm hot
N***s know I'm next I ain't a dolphin ain't gone flop
Think we finally got it hit that shit right on the nail
If I need a profit put tht shit right on the scale
We was out there trappin tryn pay my cover bai
Yeah I took a L but bounced back this shit For-real
Yeah this shit Forreal I think I got it
Manman on they dick yeah I'm the topic
Bitches got me lit I'm at the parties
I might not come home till the morning
We grab the gas you know wats next we gettin booted up
We get the drop I grab my mask and now we suited up
Them niggas talk about them straps but they don't move on us
And everytime they double back you know we shooting sum
We up the Score to many times
That shit should've been over niggas dying
We starting wars to many people crying
Like what's going on everybody got a nine
Everybody got a glick and they keep it by they side
Yeah this shit right on my hip think it's a limp it's really not
When we cooling in them whips that got tint watch out for cops
Niggas tried to blitz shit I had to get out yeah
We started nerf now that turnt into a glizzy
We out the dirt we just tryn get out the trenches
I put in work we was hopping over fences
Them lurk but I swear to god they won't get me
Yeah yeah
I'm in my bag
I'm tryna get it everyday I write a track
I'm in the stu I don't relax
I keep my cool when them bitches in my dick
They know I'm smooth they already know how I get
I got the juice I keep it coming with the drip
Just called up bro and we about to make a flip let's get it in
Im in bag my life movie ion know how to act
My brova spittin that lil uzi he don't know how to rap
Whole gang run it up don't everybody trap
Muski been playin wit dem cards since he learned how to scam
Shout out the team it feel like we won a chip
Ain't get no gold rings but you can watch these diamonds dance
I sold the whole thing and I been gettin money since
Soon as the phone ring they leaving out I'm coming in
I got a 100 bands tucked in a stash box
He talking smoke but he ain't never on that back block
I got the drop I'm spinning through I'm tryna slide
Them n****s talk about that shit don't come outside
All they do is hide
We be spinning blocks
5 N****s with me every one of them got a Glock
Bitches on my top, They dickeat because I'm hot
N***s know I'm next I ain't a dolphin ain't gone flop
Think we finally got it hit that shit right on the nail
If I need a profit put tht shit right on the scale
We was out there trappin tryn pay my cover bai
Yeah I took a L but bounced back this shit For-real
Yeah this shit Forreal I think I got it
Manman on they dick yeah I'm the topic
Bitches got me lit I'm at the parties
I might not come home till the morning
We grab the gas you know wats next we gettin booted up
We get the drop I grab my mask and now we suited up
Them niggas talk about them straps but they don't move on us
And everytime they double back you know we shooting sum
We up the Score to many times
That shit should've been over niggas dying
We starting wars to many people crying
Like what's going on everybody got a nine
Everybody got a glick and they keep it by they side
Yeah this shit right on my hip think it's a limp it's really not
When we cooling in them whips that got tint watch out for cops
Niggas tried to blitz shit I had to get out yeah
We started nerf now that turnt into a glizzy
We out the dirt we just tryn get out the trenches
I put in work we was hopping over fences
Them lurk but I swear to god they won't get me
Yeah yeah
I'm in my bag
I'm tryna get it everyday I write a track
I'm in the stu I don't relax
I keep my cool when them bitches in my dick
They know I'm smooth they already know how I get
I got the juice I keep it coming with the drip
Just called up bro and we about to make a flip let's get it in