[Intro: Ciscero & MIA GLADSTONE]
Why you gotta move like that?
You trippin'
Why-why you gotta move like that?
You trippin'
Ayy, ayy, yeah, ayy, ayy

[Verse 1: Ciscero & MIA GLADSTONE]
Don't care what they speakin', they be geekin'
I pull up, we freakin' for the weekend
We been breaking bowlers, leave 'em speechless
Haters talk 'bout all this, leave 'em teethless
Women I have slaughtered 'cause they decent
I'm coming for they daughters, Liam Neeson
Picture you is all up in the creases
You don't hang with ballers and we beefin'
If I don't get the call, you make me leave it (Picture it, uh)
Yeah, what, yeah, yeah
Yeah

[Chorus: MIA GLADSTONE]
Picture yourself out of control
Where do you go?
Into your head
Out of your world
'Til you will fall
Wooh
Why you gotta move like that?
Ain't nobody tellin' you to lose your back
You ain't gotta move like that
Look into yourself
You need to use your past
Yeah, oh-oh
You trippin'

[Verse 2: MIA GLADSTONE & Ciscero]
I don't care about the strangest high but life can get me down
And I done played my part, a painful start
But I can't trip right now
I could give a fuck what people say
I'll see ya at the end
I heard a draw's a draw, a loss a loss
And winners always win

[Bridge: MIA GLADSTONE]
Why you gotta move like that?
Why—why you gotta move like that?
You trippin'

[Chorus: MIA GLADSTONE]
Picture yourself out of control
Where do you go?
Into your head
Out of your world
'Til you will fall
Wooh
Why you gotta move like that?
Ain't nobody tellin' you to lose your back
You ain't gotta move like that
Look into yourself
You need to lose your past
Yeah, oh-oh
You trippin'