Polo G, VonOff1700 - Move Wrong (feat. VonOff1700)

Lay it down, lay it down, you hos lay it down (Bolegs, this you?) Lay it down, lay it down, you hos lay it down Lay it down, lay it down, you hos lay it down Lay it down, lay it down, you hos lay it down (Spank on the beat) When I up this Drac', a nigga better not move wrong This shit get crazy, they done knocked him out his socks with his shoes on Long live all the bros, most of they killers got a tombstone Diamond was lackin' while it was crackin' and got boomed on We just clapped a face up, y'all gon' see him when the news on We got so many pipes up on this block, boy, this a tool zone Tell 'em free Famous, every court date, I got Zoom on Gettin' smoked or bein' locked in a cell, that's somethin' I'm cool on It take money to go to war, a lotta guns and they not cheap Glocks, Dracs and ARPs, with this shit 'til the day I leave My killers bounce out V's and chase him down until he cannot breathe Only sandbox niggas on my team, you fuck niggas ain't my bleeds We play laser tag with the beams, my shooters creep Get up close, don't shoot from deep Me and Vonno got two a piece I put the press on a nigga for woofin' about what he gon' do to me You don't want them killers outside your house, pull up like Uber Eats Uh, he took off and ran and got knocked right up off his feet I got rich, and I'm still signed, I just can't stop, I'm in too deep Opps tryna post up on they block because they heard that I'm OT I'm in the 'Raq like it's Miami 'cause I'm strapped up with my heat Big-Big Jilla like a Muslim, he pop up when he hear beef I had to block J Mane number, he kept talkin' 'bout pushin' peace Everybody slide in fin-fin, we bounce outta regular Jeeps We had to tap lil' Keesy head 'cause he thought this shit was sweet, with his dead ass Throw Bs like we rock red flags, blue hunnids make my pants sag Took off, but I was dead last, can't wait to let my lead blast Put a built-in switch up on the Glock, it shoot so damn fast Talkin' shit, but ain't out on your block, that's how your man's died Fuck the opps 'til I'm six feet, can't get back what they took from me They shoulda knew they couldn't compete, they got spanked and put to sleep I got 34 racks, the fuck I look like, Booker T? It depend on if you movin' right on whether you booked or free When I up this Drac', a nigga better not move wrong This shit get crazy, they done knocked him out his socks with his shoes on Long live all the bros, most of they killers got a tombstone Diamond was lackin' while it was crackin' and got boomed on We just clapped a face up, y'all gon' see him when the news on We got so many pipes up on this block, boy, this a tool zone Tell 'em free Famous, every court date, I got Zoom on Gettin' smoked or bein' locked in a cell, that's somethin' I'm cool on