Move With Intent

Aye

You had the plug so we was fuckin with you straight away

(Did good)

Then you got picked up by them boys and started saying names

(Keep talking)

You heard we coming through with drums

These ain't no 808s

(No drum)

You see the smoke come out the stick and then it fade away

Caught him slippin at his grannys crib

Banana clip

Hit em right where the bandana sit

Clap his shit (Clap)

Drop him quicker than a bag of bricks (Down)

Ain't no game homie

Flame on me like a candle stick

Wrap and rob a motherfucker too like the r?

Keep a ratchet on me in the coupe like the spark is loose

Bet I treat your motherfucking bitch like a prostitute

She see what I'm rockin on my wrist and my pockets too

R-r-roll up in the cut? smokin rocket fuel

Inside french vanilla, outside chocolate mousse

The way I'm lookin shorty got a lot to prove

She know when its time to operate, to let the doctor through

(Lets go)

Aye

My scale don't weigh no grams out

(don't weigh no grams out)

Dont do no handouts

We dont do no handouts

(dont do no handout)

Roll up on a block with them cans out

Man down, I gun your man down

Cookie patch Ralph Lauren on the Michilen ?

I ain't sayin shit until they give me the check

I have my status hittin critical threat

When im slammin that new whip through ya set

Sittin passenger, got me a bronze bitch front to back

She taste like maraschino cherries and she givin up neck

I told the Lord that i knew her in a biblical sense

He told me, "Isnt she blessed?"

I got the same blue prin ?

And yeah im missing a step

? inside Libra ? carolina blue-pink pinstriped beamer

And the inside peanut butter leather with the dim light features

Be the worst day of your life if your bitch might see us

She get claimed by the pack

Oh no she ain't comin back

She threw them brains in my lap

? the money machine ate up them stacks

Aye

My scale don't weigh no grams out

Dont do no handouts

We dont do no handouts

Roll up on a block with them cans out

Man down, I gun your man down