[Lyric] Moving M’s (Dayy The Don)

(Hook)
Poppin all them tags, that’s my Ego
Big Burkin bags and She need those
Slide through the jeweler and my wrist cold
I flip it
I whip it
Prada been close
I Keep it calm but my styles heat tho
This Light skin drip, I stay bonito
Don’t try test me, my brotha keep those
(Keep those keep those)


(Dayy The Don Verse)
This Hidden life
Really a forbidden life
I ain’t need friends who ain’t did me right (fuck em)
Stay in the dark
You don’t need the light
I Stay on my grind
Just give me time
We gon ride Bentley, we gon buy Fendi
While we roll Plenty, Jets gon stay Ready
Ridding in the double R, Nd Chains Heavy
Gold stone custom,——straight from Benny


(Estarossa Verse)
I just copped a AP and my ego
Weighting bags, Flipping kilos(say less)
I pulled out the glizzy where did he go
(Where he at)
It Got him dancing like he Ne-yo
(Baila Baila)

We making layups ain’t no free throws
Cause niggas where I’m from they really keep those
Got pockets full cheddar, Full of Cheetos
(Got pockets full of Cheetos)

Feeling rowdy
I’m finna catch a case uh
I feel like a killer
When Im sipping with no chaser
I’m looking for niggas like I’m Jason
(Like I’m Jason)
And when I see these niggas
Ima start to fucking chase em

(Hook)

Poppin all them tags, that’s my Ego
Big Burkin bags and She need those
Slide through the jeweler and my wrist cold
I flip it
I whip it
Prada been close
I Keep it calm but my styles heat tho
This Light skin drip, I stay bonito
Don’t try test me, my brotha keep those
(Keep those keep those)

(Bridge)
Poppin all the tags for our Ego
Big shoppin bag, cost like kilo
Sipping on dirty, need that weed tho
Don’t need the 30 put your life on repeat tho


(Dayy The Don Verse)
Don’t need the 30
Boyyy is you dirty
Money stay sturdy
Nigga you heard me
On paper chasing route
That shit that we about
Got love for the game
Fuck the fame Nd clout

If it’s blurry we’ll make it clear
Niggas attempt but don’t get near
Lights out Hop out
Put Glock by ya ear

So we rolling up sticky
Lick lick Feeling Litty
Got me going up missing
Pop out like I’m diddy

(Pre-chorus)
When we gon slide to them stores
Anything I feel
It’s a deal
You know I love to Brag

(Hook)
Poppin all them tags, that’s my Ego
Big Burkin bags and She need those
Slide through the jeweler and my wrist cold
I flip it
I whip it
Prada been close
I Keep it calm but my styles heat tho
This Light skin drip, I stay bonito
Don’t try test me, my brotha keep those
(Keep those keep those)