Move!

Uh, uh, uh (Hit that shit, motherfucker, hahaha) Uh, uh (it's a last way I can't do that) Yeah, ayy, yeah, ayy (do that shit), ayy, ayy I got a bad bitch, so I told her, "What's up?" You know who it is when I step in the club Like, "Oh shit, bitch, why you tryna fuck?" Break it down and bring that shit back up Like, "Oh shit, get out the way" I be makin' moves, bitch, I be makin' plays I'm smooth, bitch, money on the way I don't give a fuck 'cause I be gettin' paid Like, "Oh shit, get out the way" I be makin' moves, bitch, I be makin' plays I'm smooth, bitch, money on the way I don't give a fuck 'cause I be gettin' paid Like, oh— Yeah, I got money on the way like UPS You tried to take it, I'ma count down two-three texts I got a baddie out in Texas, go to UT Tech I told her, "Baby gettin' down to give me UC neck" (uh-uh) Make a bitch ride like a scooter (uh) That boy a liar, he say he a shooter (uh) That bitch a thot (uh), that girl a cooter You be rockin' stolen Gucci, boy, you a fuckin' looter Man, fuck that shit, man we makin' racks in the studio This a gangster's paradise, bitch I feel like I'm Coolio I ain't worried in the club 'cause I snuck in the toolio Boy, leave me alone, you scarin' the groupies bro Tell her, "Hit, hit, hit me on my celluar" My wrist Ben 10, it ain't from earth Whole gang on top, we lead the herd And the word around town, ya heard? I got a bad bitch, so I told her, "What's up?" You know who it is when I step in the club Like, "Oh shit, bitch, why you tryna fuck?" Break it down and bring that shit back up Like, "Oh shit, get out the way" I be makin' moves, bitch, I be makin' plays I'm smooth, bitch, money on the way I don't give a fuck 'cause I be gettin' paid Like— Like move bitch, get out the way (ayy) Hello Kitty crop-top, Off-White jays (ayy, ayy, ayy) And I got rich all off the hits in my closet I just make songs for the girls and the gays (rrah) E-girls love me (Ayy), moms wanna fuck me (ayy) Your girlfriend playlists me and me only (yuh) At this point, my feature price is priceless (okay, okay, okay) My wrist is icy, my opps is corny (ayy-ayy) 'Cause I'm gold and platinum, don't even at me I'm everlasting, you never less And I hit her text and said, "Do you want me?" 'Cause I still got love for you, mamí (hahaha) I got a bad bitch, so I told her, "What's up?" You know who it is when I step in the club Like, "Oh shit, bitch, why you tryna fuck?" Break it down and bring that shit back up Like, "Oh shit, get out the way" I be makin' moves, bitch, I be makin' plays I'm smooth, bitch, money on the way I don't give a fuck 'cause I be gettin' paid Like, oh—