Moving Around KrispyLife Kidd (Ft. Icewear Vezzo)
"Moving Around" by KrispyLife Kidd featuring Icewear Vezzo, released in 2021, is a #HipHop track that explores themes of hustle, resilience, and street life. The lyrics reflect the artists' experiences with ambition and survival in their environments. The beat features heavy bass and melodic hooks, contributing to its energetic vibe. The song resonates with listeners in urban culture, emphasizing the grind and determination in the face of adversity.
[Verse 1: KrispyLife Kidd]
In Atlanta with gang, we just fucked up Copper Cove
Met the plug down in Dallas at Pappadeaux
Got all type of bitches and all kind of hoes
Can't fuck without my Glock, and condom on
I ain't fucking with the green, that's for cheep niggas
And I ain't shooting up no cribs, that's for weak niggas
Lil homie gun keep jammin', gotta tweek with it
Like I got on new glasses, can't wait to see niggas
We ain't no average joes, when we play, yeah, we play for keeps
Like I work for the city, I'm always in the street
Wear big b's with everything, yeah, I'm real discrete
Suck the dick good, baby, I better not feel no teeth
I'm 'bout to make this bitch sweat like I hang with Keith
I don't like nonе of these niggas, like I hang with Keef
Likе I hugged the ground too hard, I just bang the streets
Iced out my cross now, I'm a dangerous Priest
[Verse 2: Icewear Vezzo]
I spent 50 on my teeth, now I can't even eat
He came presi, then got it took, nigga came in impeach
I popped the perc and the xanni, now I can't even sleep
Throw a silencer on the Glock, I came in peace
Bitch, I got rich to fast
Fucked around and use some much fetty, 'cause I mix to fast
They pulled me over and I threw it, had to blitz the bag
Playing roles like he frontline, get his shit blew back
Made a couple million off bows, like GELV
Take the fetty wap to the coder, that shit'll sell cheep
We stopped wearing Burberry, this jacket L.V
They like why the fuck you got 20 guns? y'all only 12 deep
40 on me, turn a dreadhead into a mohawk
I'll fire this bitch up anywhere, a to go cup
Crack the pint and hit a lil 12, I got a 4 tucked
Hundred round hang out the chopper, look like a tow truck
Bitch
In Atlanta with gang, we just fucked up Copper Cove
Met the plug down in Dallas at Pappadeaux
Got all type of bitches and all kind of hoes
Can't fuck without my Glock, and condom on
I ain't fucking with the green, that's for cheep niggas
And I ain't shooting up no cribs, that's for weak niggas
Lil homie gun keep jammin', gotta tweek with it
Like I got on new glasses, can't wait to see niggas
We ain't no average joes, when we play, yeah, we play for keeps
Like I work for the city, I'm always in the street
Wear big b's with everything, yeah, I'm real discrete
Suck the dick good, baby, I better not feel no teeth
I'm 'bout to make this bitch sweat like I hang with Keith
I don't like nonе of these niggas, like I hang with Keef
Likе I hugged the ground too hard, I just bang the streets
Iced out my cross now, I'm a dangerous Priest
[Verse 2: Icewear Vezzo]
I spent 50 on my teeth, now I can't even eat
He came presi, then got it took, nigga came in impeach
I popped the perc and the xanni, now I can't even sleep
Throw a silencer on the Glock, I came in peace
Bitch, I got rich to fast
Fucked around and use some much fetty, 'cause I mix to fast
They pulled me over and I threw it, had to blitz the bag
Playing roles like he frontline, get his shit blew back
Made a couple million off bows, like GELV
Take the fetty wap to the coder, that shit'll sell cheep
We stopped wearing Burberry, this jacket L.V
They like why the fuck you got 20 guns? y'all only 12 deep
40 on me, turn a dreadhead into a mohawk
I'll fire this bitch up anywhere, a to go cup
Crack the pint and hit a lil 12, I got a 4 tucked
Hundred round hang out the chopper, look like a tow truck
Bitch
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