Baby Gos - MOVEMOVEMOVE

{Verse 1: Baby Gos}
Love taking risks but I'm tired of the fast lane
Tell em eat my bullets like a mf fasting
Baby I'm a poet and these artists acting
Sorry, this blade got me distracted
Run little boy, like you're running from the pigs
I'ma pistol whip a bitch if she fucking with the clique
I'ma get it how I live so I never ask for favors
Pussy in your city is my favorite type of flavor

{Chorus: Baby Gos}
Move, Move, Move how you want
I'ma move, move how's best
Tell 'em that I can't hear shit
Lil' boy, puff out your chest
Move, Move, Move how you want
I'ma move, movе how's best
Tell 'em that I can't hеar shit
Lil' boy, puff out your chest

{Verse 2: Names Not Andy}
Move, move, move, getting shoved out the way
Make a pussy walk the plank, dumping body's by the bay
Working off my ass, but I never get a raise
Blood money on my hands, I be out here making plays by the grace
I ain't picking up the phone, you can talk to me in face
Hibernating in the boof, cooking up inside my cave
I've been tryna get away, ducking corners every day
I just need a fucking break

{Verse 3: Baby Gos, Names Not Andy}
My bitch love to hit me I think that may be her love talk
Love to fight, I love to scream, my thumb up on the sidewalk
Got a ride from this dude he look like a rumblr
Missing all my mercy everything be lacking color
Another victim of mine I gotta smother
Gotta keep a low radar, away from the others
I gotta know how many times, am I gon' have to cover
For these motherfuckers that don't give a Fuck about each other, ugh