Move Lyrics

I'm bouta hit it and move(Yeah)

I'm bouta hit it and move(Yes)

I'm bouta hit it and move

Yeah, Woah, Woah, Woah, Woah

(Fuck up a hunnid on these hoes)

I'm bouta hit it and move(Yeah)

I'm bouta hit it and move(Yes)

I'm bouta hit it and move

Yeah, Woah, Woah, Woah, Woah

I'm at the top, and they ain't stopping shit

On my grind, I been on my shit

Huh, suicide doors on the whip

Yes the doors on the whip, they going high as shit

I'm bouta hit it and move

I been on my shit, I been on the move

Up at the top, I'm up on the moon

Big bands, yes I'm making money moves(Fuck up a hunnid on these hoes)

I'm bouta hit it and move(Yeah)

I'm bouta hit it and move(Yes)

I'm bouta hit it and move(Woah Woah)

I'm bouta hit it and move(Yeah, Yeah)

I'm bouta hit it and move(Huhhh)

I'm bouta hit it and move(Oh yeah)

I'm bouta hit it and move(Yeah)

I'm bouta hit it and move(Yeah, Yeah)

In a big ass bird it's a TrackHawk

Money, money, money, that's just how I talk

Hunnid, hunnid, hunnids, that's just what I'm bout

.556 on my hip, that's what I tote(Yeah)

The ice on my wrist will never melt

No keys, this a push to start I'm out

He run up on me, if he push up on me then the choppa take him down

Yeah then the choppa take him down

Band for Band? Let's go round for round

They biting the swag, let's go sound for sound

I'm the prince of this shit, I expect me a crown

Yes, or a Rollie, or the Bust Down Watch to flex right to your homie

Or the Two Tone blick to go right to your homie

Fine white bitch, she said "Holy Cannoli"

Now she all up on me, now she all on my body, Yeah

Buffy the Body, my bitch she got body

Jennifer Body, my bitch a real hottie

They talk shit on me but they not really bout it

Huh, for real, he get popped in his mouth like a pill

I told lil bro sit back and chill, if he don't start to chill then this shit can get real real

Ooters outta state yeah they gon drill drill

.44 Dog on my hip, you the meal meal

All bark no bite Nigga you not the real deal

Smack the shit outta this nigga, no real spill

Dropping on these niggas that's a kill streak

Got her nails done, my bitch on fleek

Michael Myers the way that I murder beats

The nigga a rat but ain't getting no cheese I don't get it

I'm at the top, and they ain't stopping shit

On my grind, I been on my shit

Huh, suicide doors on the whip

Yes the doors on the whip, they going high as shit

I'm bouta hit it and move

I been on my shit, I been on the move

Up at the top, I'm up on the moon

Big bands, yes I'm making money moves(Fuck up a hunnid on these hoes)

I'm bouta hit it and move(Yeah)

I'm bouta hit it and move(Yes)

I'm bouta hit it and move(Woah Woah)

I'm bouta hit it and move(Yeah, Yeah)

I'm bouta hit it and move(Huhhh)

I'm bouta hit it and move(Oh yeah)

I'm bouta hit it and move(Yeah)

I'm bouta hit it and move(Yeah, Yeah)