Chach, Wido, blackwinterwells, Funeral - ​don’t move lyrics

[Chach, Wido, blackwinterwells, Funeral - ​don’t move lyrics]

Why you speaking on my name? I don't know you
I be posted up
Getting guap like I'm supposed to
Bitch,  I'm getting old money
I'm gon' shut your mouth too
Got a red beam on your head
 hope you don't move
Why you speaking on my name? I don't know you
I be posted up
Getting guap like I'm supposed to
Bitch, I'm getting old money
I'm gon' shut your mouth too
Got a red beam on your head
Hope you don't move

I got birds, I got work
And I'll always keep my word
BB Simon's on my waist
And a cover on my shirt
And you say I'm going hard
So I'm fifty for a verse
And your bitch know all my songs
And she singing every word like
Cut my vein, bleeding red, bloodied up my bed
Let me take a guess, man
I'm stuck in your head
This ain't what they wanted
Give them what they want instead
I'm with Wido, back to back
And we did this shit again
Why you speaking on my name? I don't know you
I be posted up
Getting guap like I'm supposed to
Bitch, I'm getting old money
I'm gon' shut your mouth too
Got a red beam on your head
Hope you don't move
Why you speaking on my name? I don't know you
I be posted up
Getting guap like I'm supposed to
Bitch, I'm getting old money
I'm gon' shut your mouth too
Got a red beam on your head
Hope you don't move

I'm so obsessed with violence
Cut off both your fuckin' eye lids
Choke you out 'til your body is violet
All this self hate, I won't die yet
Don't move, I'ma shoot if you fuck around
I put this shotty at your fuckin' face
Paint you like a clown just wanna kill you
Why the fuck is everyone around?
Glock with suppressors so they will
Not hear a fucking sound

I mean to be completely clear
Suppressed pistols do still make like
A bit of noise it's just way less
That's why they're called suppressors
And not silencers shh

Don't move, Helix, we don't like you
Don't act a fool, I'm pretty nice
In the back of the club, where I cook up
If you wanna buy a feature
Better pay me in blood
Aye, mami's got an attitude
So do I, If I were you (Thank God I'm not)
I'd retire (Blah)
Cut your face with a tire iron
Saw your head at a selling auction

Don't move, don't move, don't move
Don't move, don't move, don't move
Don't move, don't move, don't move
Stay right there, stay still
Waiting, feel the thrill
Waiting for the night
It's all black, I can't see
I beg you, save my life
I like to numb my days with a razor
Leg tick-tock, head, different flavors
Blood spilled on the ground, I regret it
Uh, uh, uh, ah, ah

Why you speaking on my name? I don't know you
I be posted up
Getting guap like I'm supposed to
Bitch, I'm getting old money
I'm gon' shut your mouth too
Got a red beam on your head
Hope you don't move
Why you speaking on my name? I don't know you
I be posted up
Getting guap like I'm supposed to
Bitch, I'm getting old money
I'm gon' shut your mouth too
Got a red beam on your head
Hope you don't move

Bloodhounds helix Tears
GoonnCity and you can't get in sLOWSILVER03
Fetch me their souls!

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