On The Move Vinny Radio (Ft. Beedie, Franchise & Mac Miller)

[Intro: Vinny Radio]
Uh, triple E's in the buildin'
It's P.Fish with that space-age funk for ya
Uh, yeah, I brought my niggas with me this time though
Mac, Beedie, Fran
Before they burn it down though
Yo

[Verse 1: Vinny Radio & Franchise]
Let me spark it, I get it poppin' like the infantry
First in the muck, man, drop verses of the century
Vintage speak symphonies, someone to throw the fist with me
I hit you instantly like an epiphany, you niggas sweet
I shine like stones from Tiffany's while these homos glitter
So don't get injured, B, I know you're tender
My nigga, all I lеave is embers, еven simmer in December
All this considered, zero how to spit it in the picture
Besides the Eastern camp, you know, Beedie, Fran and young Mac Miller
The wax killer [?]
I'm tryna make it come up though, faster than the shutters close
[?] slice like knives do, hot butter though
Yo, I come from where the poor be, walls cracked, floors creak
Tryna throw the poor [?] 4D
Miles per hour more thrillin' than an ounce of powder through the nostrils
Life looks nice through my goggles, right? (Uh)