IBCiruits - Move That Dope lyrics

[Hook: Future] Young n***a move that dope Young n***a move that dope Aye move that dope, aye move that dope Young n***a move that dope Young n***a, young n***a move that dope Young n***a move that dope Aye move that dope, aye move that dope Young n***a move that dope Young n***a move that dope Young n***a move that dope Aye move that dope, aye move that dope Young n***a move that dope Young n***a, young n***a move that dope Young n***a move that dope Aye move that dope, aye move that dope Young n***a move that dope [Verse 1: TeamJimmy] Uh, we goin to war, roaches on floors Cooking up, cooking up, keys to open up doors Keys for keys to that Ferrari, workin' my wrist like Atari Yeah my clothes they are Armani, keep it Italian Chop bricks like Judo, keep white like Gambino or Mio Dodge Rico, keep building my ego, Mexicans seved like burritos Gotta keep down on the D Low, uh, movin that work like I'm Nino, uh Yeah that man is my role model, uh, got my hand round this bottle Neck, lotta hoes so I have a lot of, s** Put my foot down on the throttle, yes Car does the work, I ain't gotta, flex Look cool but deep down I'm a, mess Serving the dope out the ghost, turn your hoes into ghosts I'm proposing a toast, since we out coast to coast You oppose our lil homies, you get broken bones Top of the totem poles All these white lines like a chalkboard, only way to move is forward Numbers don't lie, check the scoreboard, like Gucci Flipflops you're just all talk [Hook: Future] [Verse 2: Unf**witable] Ay, movin' that dope, all day Gotta go get it, what the f** did you just say Get out of my way I'm up here, on the road, movin that dope n***as wanna talk but they're just hoes All my n***as, man, we got hope And y'all got no hope And y'all already should know That I'm not about to play no games With you n***as, oh no It's that n***a again, he got the b**h in his hand And he ain't playing again, he f**ing around with the team But we already [?], so what is you saying Stay in your lane lil n***a, lame-a** n***a Talking all this sh** behind the Internet But when you come down and it's real life You wanna talk on all this sh** some more But I'mma come back and get it cause I ain't no ho Movin' that dope to the plug and the connect Shoutout to the plug, hey, [?] So what is you saying? [Hook: Future] [Verse 3: Caslon] Call me the rosso you know i'm the man Green on the wrist and the green on the chain Thought you was safe but caslon be insane 3 in yo chest and then 6 in your brain b**h better get me my money real quick Or you gon get left because I ain't rick Army of hoes going down on my clique 3 on my face and 6 on my dick Got the same amount in my whip including my brudders 6 deep, blowing weed with multiple colors Jimmy in the backseat and hes f**in on yo wife I'm hangin out my window screaming Paid4bandz for life Emerald studded, these b**hes love it Look yo girl in the eye she blushin Pull yo sister to side we f**in Walk yo mother outside she s**in That's your girl, sister and mommy I just f**ed them like a tsunami In the lounge, blowing afghani Poof, I'm gone in my Pagani [Hook: Future]