[Chorus]
(Woah, oh)
Moving, ah
You move wrong with me, ain't no movin' again
Got bags all up on me, like I'm movin' a crib
I been up on my shit, ain't no losin' again
She can't suck me quick, I'm like do it again
By the way you actin' bih, you might lose it again
Bro still cookin' up scripts, like he Gordon again
My bro cleanin' up tickets, we boardin' again
N***as been hating on me, tell em' die slow, woah
N***as been hating on me, tell em' die slow, woah
N***as been hating on me, tell em' die slow, woah

[Verse 1]
I keep a K up on me, we gon' ISO, woah
Woke up in Harlem [?], next day we ain't tight though, woah
I cannot even, not fake with you at my show, woah
I cannot even, just let you get in my soul, woah
Really, bitch we the ones that really, yeah
I flood that bitty, then I flood my lil' bitty, hah
Still don't get me, I hope you never get me, nah
Get Chrome and Ricky, I spent shit on this fitty, aah
Buzzin’s wit me, I love my bros, no Diddy, nah (Haha)
Run up, and you catch fifty, hah
She tryna' get me, she act like I got plenty time
Like bitch you pretty, but I just don't need any, bye
Out state, they tryna get me, but that's just gon' get plenty, shot
Bro fat like Gibby, Bro shoot man just like Penny Hard
Money with me, I swear my money Wemby, high
Money with me, I swear your money teeny, hah
[Chorus]
Moving, ah
You move wrong with me, ain't no movin' again
Got bags all up on me, like I'm movin' a crib
I been up on my shit, ain't no losin' again
She can't suck me quick, I'm like do it again
By the way you actin big, you might lose it again
Bro still cookin' up scripts, like he Gordon again
My bro cleanin' up tickets, we boardin' again
N***as been hating on me, tell em' die slow, woah
N***as been hating on me, tell em' die slow, woah
N***as been hating on me, tell em' die slow, woah