Moving Fast Lyrics

OSG

JBR On the beat bitch

Yeah, Yeah, Yeah, Yeah,Yeah

I'm moving fast

Whoo

Whoo

Hop in the coup with no tags (whoo)

Pushing like two on the dash (vrmmm)

Flooding the coup up with cash (yeah)

Know that we not fitting to play with them (emm)

All of my homies gone mash (yeah)

Shortie got curves on that body (go)

Well baby go make a stack

I'm moving fast

Whoo, Whoo

Hop in the coup with no tags (whoo)

Pushing like two on the dash (vrmmm)

Flooding the coup up with cash (yeah)

Know that we not here to play with them (ahh)

All of my homies gone mash (vrmm)

Shortie got curves on that body (go)

Well baby go make a stack

Dolla Sign, Streetz

Yeah, I been in the mix

Getting them chips (yeah) it's 'cause I'm sick

Moving around with like 10 of them sticks

Spitting that shit like I paid a ghostwriter (Ay Homie)

Send me a hit

Bitch I'm legit (yeah)

No Quentin Miller it's all about Streetz once I get in this bitch (me)

Pushing that whip, cruising on 200 (go, go) hit the highway flooding (yeah)

Bitch I'm thugging (uhh)

Fucc you talking about (yeah) you boys can't tell me nothing (no)

I get money

OSG the gang this Marathon we running (yeah)

In the lead by 100 yards you niggas out here cuffing (sucker)

That's ya bitch on the weekend though she single out here clubbing (ha)

Sipping Henny

Getting Dizzy

In the tellies with us fucking (yeah)

And she love it

Boy it's nothing

She love real niggas with money (money)

I be moving on them fast

Spinning on them to them hundreds (gone)

I'm moving fast

Whoo

Whoo

Hop in the coup with no tags (whoo)

Pushing like two on the dash (vrmmm)

Flooding the coup up with cash (yeah)

Know that we not fitting to play with them (emm)

All of my homies gone mash (yeah)

Shortie got curves on that body (go)

Well baby go make a stack

I'm moving fast

Whoo

Whoo

Hop in the coup with no tags (whoo)

Pushing like two on the dash (vrmmm)

Flooding the coup up with cash (yeah)

Know that we not fitting to play with them (ahh)

All of my homies gone mash (vrmm)

Shortie got curves on that body (go)

Well baby go make a stack

Sick with the fit and I'm sick on the wrist (yeah)

Sick with the pen & my dividends flip (yeah)

Move in and out of that traffic

Just flying and mashing

Like he got no kind of sense (vrmmm)

Trying to stack up with them bags nigga (money)

So it's OT that a nigga put in (yeah)

Watch the way how he smash niggas

Leaving a ditch for them niggas to fit (whoo)

Fucking around with them thotties

We up in the party

We lit and we up in the mix (we Lit)

Getting that money

We stacking them hundreds

Again, and again, and again, nd again (money)

Always been a boss nigga

Broke bitches never considering them (nah)

Gentleman's bet now watch how I flex

And pay me a grip when they say he the shit (ha ha)

Moving fast getting to the bag

That's it (that's it)

Fuck these niggas hating on me

Cause they know we getting rich (we rich)

And I do it for my city

(Trenton) and my niggas in the trenches (yeah)

Trying to stack up to a million

Anything less make no sense

I'm moving fast

Whoo

Whoo

Hop in the coup with no tags (whoo)

Pushing like two on the dash (vrmmm)

Flooding the coup up with cash (yeah)

Know that we not fitting to play with them (emm)

All of my homies gone mash (yeah)

Shortie got curves on that body (go)

Well baby go make a stack

I'm moving fast

Whoo

Whoo

Hop in the coup with no tags (whoo)

Pushing like two on the dash (vrmmm)

Flooding the coup up with cash (yeah)

Know that we not fitting to play with them (ahh)

All of my homies gone mash (vrmm)

Shortie got curves on that body (go)

Well baby go make a stack