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[Chorus: Sutzz]
I won't let you make move on my guys, that's the next dude
We gon' get through, hold the fools at the time like the vets do, yeah
I won't let you make move on my guys, that's the next dude
We gon' get through, hold the fools at the time like the vets do, yeah

[Verse 1: Sutzz]
Yeah, fuck that new check, bitch
Bet I'm going reckless
Rich is on some red shit
Wrote it and I meant it
Did you hear the message?
Flowing like the Letterman, this an intervention
Breaking out the section, yeah, we thought we made it
But this ain't a race, and all the allegations
Dripping to the pavement, no, we ain't been faking
Looking for the show, both blokes in the making
Going in for the taking, watch how you get hurt
Throwing bills for the purp, post a mill
That's a search, on the real, I've been nerd
Fucking deal, that's a purpose
All these rappers earning nothing for their shit
It's a sin on the surface, but we keep on working
Hoping that it's turning, buddy in the Earth
Fucking full of the worms that occur on the turf
Homie, heard all the top but the top be the worst, yeah

[Chorus: Sutzz]
I won't let you make move on my guys, that's the next dude
We gon' get through, hold the fools at the time like the vets do, yeah
I won't let you make move on my guys, that's the next dude
We gon' get through, hold the fools at the time like the vets do, yeah

[Verse 2: JR Specs]
They be fucking up their minds on my track-track
I be in and out of bags like a laptop, (ooh)
Pick em' up and drop em' off in a bad stop, yeah
I'ma catch your cash flow til' the cash clot, yeah
I be stressing bout' the Sutz, I wanna work all night
I don't need that shortie, told her that she's not my type
Even though I know that she know that she was just my type
I don't need another ex I don't hold no strikes
I don't leave it up to chance I don't roll no dice
Looking all these snakes in their god damn eyes
Motherfuckers flipping, I was so surprised
You ain't with me, you just need a god damn ride
I was doing O-T, main lift parked in the driveway
Locked in the basement
Now they hating on me with no motherfucking basis
Triple crown bag and I'm racing (nobody)

[Chorus: Sutzz]
I won't let you make move on my guys, that's the next dude
We gon' get through, hold the fools at the time like the vets do, yeah
I won't let you make move on my guys, that's the next dude
We gon' get through, hold the fools at the time like the vets do, yeah