Lyrics
Nigga, I'm shootin' moves, my nigga
OJ my nigga, yeah
It's Danny Brown
Frank Dukes, uh
I'm shootin' moves, yeah
Yeah, I'm shootin' moves
Yeah, true story (double), shootin' moves
Uh, uh, yeah
Piranhas, stay on my toes like orthodontists
Dopeman Nikes, George Costanza
Nigga, it's colonic when I vomit, get in niggas ass
You's a fag just for thinkin' gay, nigga you an entrée
Better yet a Hors D'oeuvre, nigga you a cold sore
Lips of a prostitute, buff-ass nigga
Havin' trouble with the childproof, nigga outlined you
Don't make me go back to that, nigga on a Mongoose
Rest in peace Ron Gook, sittin' in an old school
Smokin' on some Goku, buds like Dragon Balls
Tequila with the lime juice, times two cyborgs
Smokin' on some grapefruit, hoes cum twice
But it's three if I eat the cooch, peach coop, no roof
When my hoes comin' through, my bitches rap better than you
So quit worryin' about what I'm gon' do
'Cause I could give a flyin' fuck about what you doin'
I'm shootin' moves
So nigga quit worryin' 'bout what I'm doin'
'Cause I could give a flyin' fuck about what you doin'
My nigga, I'm shootin' moves
So nigga quit worryin' 'bout what I'm doin'
'Cause I could give a flyin' fuck about what you doin'
My nigga, I'm shootin' moves
Used to wait for the Dexter smokin' on that Newport
Stacks in the Foamposite, work in the JanSport
Prayin' for a personal, every time I go to court
Eastland shoppin' bag, ho's at the food court
Around the time you got your sounds put in that mammoth
I was on Clairmount, 3 for 10 slangin'
Shinin' like the silver on an Air Max '95
Took this rap shit serious about in '05
Got these niggas scared, ask 'em if I'm lyin'
Because I shit on niggas bar for bar without tryin'
Ain't in your top three? Then bitch, you can't count
Only thing that makes sense is dollar amount
Ounce to the face, stank go to waste
You still tryna find a place to record your mixtape
This ain't here for ya
Even Jesus tried to break teeth for droppin' vocals
I'm shootin' moves
