Move Heavy

[Intro]
(LacedByStace)

[Verse 1: Babyface Ray & G.T.]
Multi-color Chanels walkin' out of Jeffreys
My nigga G still trappin' like we ain't heavy
I just got off a plane from Cali, bitch, I stay ready
Right now I'm in the White House like I go fuck with Skeddy
Fairfax, new Supreme coat look like a fuckin' Pelle
Melrose, smokin' good dope, we don't fuck with Larry
6 Mile and Wyo', had to serve him up at Lou's Deli
And if I come across 8 Mile, you gotta throw me extra
Fishscale all across my sweater
And I ain't goin' for anything 'cause they taught me bettter

[Verse 2: G.T.]
Ayy, they threw them bitches in the air, you know we catch 'em
Only live by one code, don't fold under pressure
Out in Hollywood throwin' shots back, we on the rooftop
The bitch got on the Gucci slides and the Gucci tube socks

[Verse 3: Babyface Ray]
The lean game gettin' watered down, but the blues not
Gotta play it cool, they put whatever on that food now
Out in Vegas at the fight like I'm 2Pac
Niggas gettin' small bread, that's a crouton
That MIA merch come with coupons
If you come get a whole, you get two now

[Verse 4: G.T.]
The clip died, nigga, I swear we hit it two times
Playin' a game at the spot, chillin' on the futon
I'm up at 7 a.m., but they come at 9
Back when I was sellin' diamonds, you couldn't come with nine

[Verse 5: Veeze]
We be smokin' ether like we fuck with Nas
When we in this gun work, better not come with knives
You can run away, but they gon' touch your spine
"Veeze, you the G.O.A.T.," yeah, I get that shit all the time
G plugged out West, but he don't wear Chucks
Two zips of this, it cost a pair of buffs
LB don't like when niggas stare at us
I can't cuff no bitch, I just don't care enough

[Verse 6: Babyface Ray]
You can't get the pack from me, dawg, 'cause you don't pay enough
Keep it honest, you gon' keep it solid or you gon' say it's us?
Nigga, this Gelato, this ain't Purple Punch
Forty-one the strand, Rollie forty bucks

[Verse 7: G.T.]
Flyin' down the 105, pourin' up
Brody say he need a 'bow of Runtz, I got it pullin' up
They think we in Milwaukee, all they see is bucks
I'm chillin', sippin' coffee, talkin' with the plug
You thinkin' 'bout a bag, I'm thinkin' 'bout some trucks
I'm thinkin' 'bout them tons, you just a runner-up