Still Movin Rich The Kid (Ft. Fivio Foreign & Jay Critch)

[Intro: Rich The Kid]
Yeah, I like this one
Ayo, Eli, what the fuck?
(A Lau on the beat)

[Verse 1: Rich The Kid & Fivio Foreign]
I got the Glock in the party, nigga move wrong, I'm bustin' the .40
Ride up in, then get a band to my shorty
Popped his brain now any mind, I'm on it (What?)
I give a nine for a ten-pack (Uh)
He missed the first time, spin back
He'll blow it on peaker, call back
Start the beat, gotta wait a minute (Yeah, for real)
Then got it on rap (Haha), I came home from trappin'
Hundred bricks, still movin' (Yeah)
Bedrock (Uh), I put the bitch in a headlock (Uh)
Most of my confidence dead stopped (Uh, yeah, look, uh)

[Interlude: Fivio Foreign]
Wait
Lеt's do it (Haha)
The hardest niggas not stoppin' us, yeah (Nah)
I'll go on thе run, but I'm too popular, look (Look, uh)
I'll go on the—, look, huh, yeah (I'm too popular)

[Verse 2: Fivio Foreign]
Hop in a— (Skrrt), police behind us, them niggas not stoppin' us (Nah)
I'll go on the run, but I'm too popular (Lil' bitch)
We got like three or four Glocks with us
Get that feelin' we bringin' the mob with us
I be low, 'cause they fiendin' to lock somethin'
We sellin' Percs, when I wake 'em, I cop 'em up (Yeah)
Uh (Uh), yeah (Yeah), can't find him, we shootin' his father (Boom)
Uh (Boom), yeah (Yeah), niggas'll die if they comin' to bother us (Boom)
Like, huh (Yeah), huh, you niggas don't know what you started up (Nah)
Huh, yeah, only the drillers could get in the car with us (Skrrt)
She give me head when she comin' to V
Back out the—, uh, and I cum on the seats
I tell the driver "Don't look back, nigga
It ain't nothin' to see" (Look, woo)
Huh, yeah (Yeah), I spend mad money on my feet (I did)
Look, huh, yeah, I spend mad money on my feet