MOVE IT (feat. Valid & N8F)

Yeah move Shawty drop that ass ima make it fuckin move I just dropped a body on the floor make it two Ima pop it up on this bitch like boo Stuck in the shadow realm made it boo Bitches on my dick ridin' up like f*ck it get a grip You finna be down when I hit u with the stick Ima run it down with a thirty mag clip Yeah you make me laugh like haha Y'all bitches nowadays copy and pasted Every bitch in the club lookin pretty basic Y'all move it more for men lets face it I made many mistakes I cant repay it Yeah I'm stalking cash all the way to the motherfucking brim Party out in Vegas make me feel like a pimp Yeah out your body Ima let the blood drip Hope you feelin good when you die to a stim Sitting in the back, with a bitch, and she bad Gun full mag and I hit it like that, goddamn Wait, bitch, I'm too late Counting bands on these bands Now my hands start to ache Bitch, I pull up with a chopper We chop up and then it's over We fuckin' till she's sober Then I drop her in the robber Made a banner with my hands, It got me feelin' like The Joker I'm like, one, two, three, yo bitch, go lower goddamn Ay, God damn I don't wanna see you dance I just wanna see some bands All these fifties and the hunnid's All these honeys on my hand We ain't like to see you die But just know we got mob ties Ay Like a bunny, you gone hop too From a diss and to a song Like bitch you're in a typhoon Swimin' all around but can never see the sound Of us dancing on your grave Come on you know we trap stars Shawty drop that ass ima make it fuckin move I just dropped a body on the floor make it two Ima pop it up on this bitch like boo Stuck in the shadow realm made it boo Bitches on my dick ridin' up like f*ck it get a grip You finna be down when I hit you with the stick Ima run it down with a thirty mag clip Yeah you make me laugh like haha Y'all bitches nowadays copy and pasted Every bitch in the club lookin pretty basic Y'all move it more for men lets face it I made many mistakes I cant repay it Yeah I'm stalking cash all the way to the motherfucking brim Party out in Vegas make me feel like a pimp Yeah out your body Ima let the blood drip Hope you feelin good when you die to a stim Stim, yeah bitch don't want this I'm goin crazy on the this money that my hand start to itch I be goin so insane that I feel like the Joker Bitch wanna play come lemme fuckin choke them I got one, two, three bands in my fuckin pants Bitches wanna taste lemme put you in a trance Goth baby in my mentions she wanna grove it bitch Bitch I say yeah, lets move it