Move A Little Different Fred the Godson (Ft. Styles P)

[Intro: Fred the Godson]
Vinny Idol, nigga
Fred
Ah
Shit
They fuckin' with ’em
Vinny Idol, what up?
Styles
Shit
Ah, yeah

[Verse 1: Fred the Godson]
I let the 9 beam, then the fire flare
I call it the Visine, am I clear?
I seen Shyne troubles, he did time there
Now I see shine bubble, Moncler (Woo)
I'm the next rapper to let it off (Let it off)
Don't be a bitch with the ratchet, set it off
Me and Pinero, I’m Pesci and he De Niro
The deuce shoot, I shoot the Bluetooth off your earlobe
Yeah, everything copesthetic
The coke still flowin', for now the dope debted
When the sodium fall, it's a slow brain (Drip)
New connect, thirty-four for a whole thing
My dress code copper, pennies
Guapa, Benjis, Choppa, Semis
Black tribe bumpin' Pac and Remy
Best rappers alive, whoever, then me