Way You Move (Whistle)

Can you blow my whistle, baby, whistle, baby?

Let me know

Girl, I'm gonna show you how to do it

And we start real slow

You just put your lips together

And you come real close

Can you blow my whistle, baby, whistle, baby?

Here we go!

Come blow on my flute, huh

I'm likin' the way that you move

Jump in the whip, let me show you a tune

Bitch so bad, let me buy you those shoes, huh

If I buy you that Birkin, no twerkin'

I ain't tryna be rude

Till I know it's for certain, no flirtin'

I'm not like these yutes

Look, everybody lit for the party

The posh tings are obsessed with loons

And you know what to do, get lit for a smartie

Road trip, yo, I gotta roll, link up with my bro

Parked up inna Derby

Told brodie, "I wanna see green, yo, I wanna see Ps

Yo, I wanna see khaki"

Ahh!

I got bad tings actin' boujee

Put on the mask and they're askin', "Who's he?"

Got the club bouncin' like her booty (Buddum)

This life that we live is a movie (No cap)

I jumped in the booth, not a hooptie

Me and Comfy had to switch up the routine (Switch it)

Two Gs just to hold up my new jeans

She said she in love with the new me

Got it in cah we had two phones

Do this on my jones, I don't need no army

If she's on it, then, G, I suppose

Bro, I'm done with these hoes, man, I'm good like Lani

Swear down I had no bread in my Punto (No way)

Now it's baguettes in a 'Rari (Baow!)

Work hard, but I'm still havin' fun though

You dun know, soon I'ma get me a Barbie

Come blow on my flute, huh

I'm likin' the way that you move

Jump in the whip, let me show you a tune

Bitch so bad, let me buy you those shoes, huh

If I buy you that Birkin, no twerkin'

I ain't tryna be rude

Till I know it's for certain, no flirtin'

I'm not like these yutes

Can you blow my whistle, baby, whistle, baby?

Let me know

Girl, I'm gonna show you how to do it

And we start real slow

You just put your lips together

And you come real close

Can you blow my whistle, baby, whistle, baby?

Here we go!

Yo, I got old tings vexed, textin'

Tryna tell me what we used to be

I'm doin' good, it's not news to me

Marjay insist on a uni degree

Baby, let loose when you move it for me

If I need to let loose, do it musically

Hit a milli', then I quickly turned two into three

Don't be silly, I ain't ever doin' music for free, ahah!

For the days I was broke, no payslips

I can't stop till I cop me the spaceship

Me and Comfy don't fuck with the fake shit

Derby to Moston, we too underrated

Got the whole of the AP shakin'

IG models on me tryna taste it

She love the fact that we made it, huh

Guess I came along from the day shift

Come blow on my flute, huh

I'm likin' the way that you move

Jump in the whip, let me show you a tune

Bitch so bad, let me buy you those shoes, huh

If I buy you that Birkin, no twerkin'

I ain't tryna be rude

Till I know it's for certain, no flirtin'

I'm not like these yutes

Can you blow my whistle, baby, whistle, baby?

Let me know

Girl, I'm gonna show you how to do it

And we start real slow

You just put your lips together

And you come real close

Can you blow my whistle, baby, whistle, baby?

Here we go!