Lyrics Moving Work (feat. Fenix Flexin, Rob Vicious & OhGeesy) - Rob Vicious , Shoreline Mafia , Ohgeesy
I
make
money,
break
money,
can't
no
nigga
take
from
me
Fake
money,
boy,
you
broke,
all
my
niggas
stay
stuntin'
I'm
with
Rob
Vicious,
we're
not
chasin'
no
bitches
We
been
chasin'
the
chicken,
my
niggas
run
up
the
digits
We
everything
that
you
isn't,
my
niggas
handle
they
business
We
not
fakin',
no
snitchin',
I
put
my
trust
in
no
bitches
We
was
up
in
the
kitchen,
saran
wrappin'
and
sippin'
Heard
that
pussy
nigga
dissin',
'nother
chop
for
the
victim
I'm
a
dope
dealer,
road
runner,
Fenix
got
the
pour
comin'
Robbin'
niggas,
poor
runnin',
fuck
around
and
blow
somethin'
I
been
in
the
trap
but
a
nigga
makin'
show
money
Hatin'
ass
broke
lil'
niggas
makin'
no
money
I
know
why
you
niggas
hate
me,
'cause
I
never
punched
a
clock
I
still
ride
with
thirty-eights,
my
lil'
homie
love
them
Glocks
Bitch,
they
call
me
Robbie
Vicious
'cause
I'm
vicious
in
the
pot
Went
from
sellin'
junkies
smoke
to
richest
nigga
on
the
block
I
got
problems
Niggas
steady
talkin',
but
you
niggas
don't
want
drama
(Nah)
Pull
up
on
you
tweakin',
shootin'
pistols
at
your
mama
I
still
pop
them
pills
and
sip
that
lean
and
smoke
Bascama
Might
fuck
your
baby
mama
for
drama
(Gang)
Pull
up,
fire
fire
fire,
them
shots
is
rippin'
out
the
llama
Sucks
when
niggas
die
and
it
ain't
even
'bout
no
commas
Work
a
nine
to
five
and
you
won't
even
spend
a
dollar
I
grind
for
me
and
mine,
that's
why
these
kicks
on
me
Prada
Went
from
robbin'
niggas
to
shippin'
my
brother
product
Niggas
talkin'
crazy,
that's
what
got
the
party
shot
up
He
got
up,
and
bled
on
the
stretcher,
so
they
just
dropped
him
Who
shot
him?
that
fifty
gon'
bless
him
for
talkin'
'bout
us
Flippin'
work,
sippin'
dirt
She
gon'
ride,
I'm
gon'
hit
in
reverse
She
been
practicin'
and
she
rehearse
And
I'm
a
pussy
killer,
leave
it
in
a
hearse
Two
sixes,
that's
a
Desert,
I
do
shit
you
niggas
doesn't
Poured
it
up
with
my
lil'
cousin,
I
was
there,
you
niggas
wasn't
In
the
trap,
in
the
back,
with
the
MAC,
ain't
no
cap
I
just
did
a
sixteen,
I
ain't
talkin
'bout
no
rap
Pop
a
seal,
smoke
some
kill,
get
some
head
while
I
chill
Pop
a
bean
with
some
lean,
do
it
all
for
a
thrill
You
work
nine
to
fives,
I
want
ninety-five
mils
So
I
keep
pushin'
pills,
ridin'
'round
with
that
steel
Flippin'
work,
sippin'
dirt
She
gon'
ride,
I'm
gon'
hit
in
reverse
She
been
practicin'
and
she
rehearse
And
I'm
a
pussy
killer,
leave
it
in
a
hearse
Flippin'
work,
sippin'
dirt
She
gon'
ride,
I'm
gon'
hit
in
reverse
She
been
practicin'
and
she
rehearse
And
I'm
a
pussy
killer,
leave
it
in
a
hearse
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