[Chorus: Fenix]
What’s the move, where it’s at, ’cause I’m tryna get it
When his b**h come around you know I’m checkin’ chicken
I put Forgis on the Masi and you know it’s tinted
Straight cash, blue faces, I don’t do the rented
Why these n***as talkin’ money, I don’t see ’em get it
Why these n***as talkin’ shootin’, I don’t think you with it
That’s your b**h but not to me, I’m goin’ deep up in it
I’m in the foreign off the perkies with a freak up in it
All this money on me baby, know you want to spend it
If it’s beef, go ‘head and start it ’cause we wanna finish
I been creepin’ with the forty, I got thirty in it
I serve molly, I serve white, I used to serve the midget
[Verse 1: Lul G]
All this mud in my system, it’s a stain on my kidneys
Two twin Glocks, that’s that Bobby and that Whitney
I ain’t slidin’ to that show if that strap ain’t with me
Mixin’ with that nerd so you gettin’ stanked with him
Your fans get your name tatted so you know you lit
But if I make it out the hood then I know I’m blessed
Gas straight to the pedal, I don’t never race
DJ Khaled type sh** b**h, we the best
Winning team, watch you up that TEC on him
Shooters on my team, they’ll blow that rat for me
Talkin’ out his neck, had to up and stretch brodie
In your section b**h, and I got that check on me
[Chorus: Fenix]
What’s the move, where it’s at, ’cause I’m tryna get it
When his b**h come around you know I’m checkin’ chicken
I put Forgis on the Masi and you know it’s tinted
Straight cash, blue faces, I don’t do the rented
Why these n***as talkin’ money, I don’t see ’em get it
Why these n***as talkin’ shootin’, I don’t think you with it
That’s your b**h but not to me, I’m goin’ deep up in it
I’m in the foreign off the perkies with a freak up in it
All this money on me baby, know you want to spend it
If it’s beef, go ‘head and start it ’cause we wanna finish
I been creepin’ with the forty, I got thirty in it
I serve molly, I serve white, I used to serve the midget
[Verse 2: Ohgeesy]
Hundred rounds, that’s a hundun
Rat n***as, they be sweet like some Hon’ Buns
You ain’t trap lil n***a, you a f**in’ bum
Hundred K on the whip, drive it through the slums
She gon’ chew on the dick like some bubblegum
Three five in the wood, that’s a stunner blunt
f** your mama, motherf** where you n***as from
She gon’ s** on the dick ’til a n***a cum
That’s how we do it, on the set though
OTX, been dough, we get the checks though
I don’t want your love, I only want the neck ho
I’m in the hotel, I’m waiting on the next ho
[Chorus: Fenix]
What’s the move, where it’s at, ’cause I’m tryna get it
When his b**h come around you know I’m checkin’ chicken
I put Forgis on the Masi and you know it’s tinted
Straight cash, blue faces, I don’t do the rented
Why these n***as talkin’ money, I don’t see ’em get it
Why these n***as talkin’ shootin’, I don’t think you with it
That’s your b**h but not to me, I’m goin’ deep up in it
I’m in the foreign off the perkies with a freak up in it
All this money on me baby, know you want to spend it
If it’s beef, go ‘head and start it ’cause we wanna finish
I been creepin’ with the forty, I got thirty in it
I serve molly, I serve white, I used to serve the midget
[Verse 3: DaBoii]
Talkin’ like you shootin’ sh**, boy you play too much
Type of n***as that I be around wouldn’t say too much
High tolerance, I cannot match you, I’ma face the blunt
And we the reason all these loyal couples out here breakin’ up
And what the f** you throwin’ up, what you bang n***a?
What me and D just poured up in that liter have your brain trippin’
Foreign, park the whip with dealer plates but it ain’t rented
‘Cause when you know they can’t trace nothin’ back, that’s a great feeling
And I’m in need of every blessing ’cause I stay sinning
Chilling in the house when it’s a war, p**y stay chilling
Just got started talking sh**, bro I ain’t finished
Devil in my head but I know that I can’t listen
Why everybody changing up like they bills big?
And my pain never healed, bro I’m still sick
Could’ve lived a better life but I’m still riskin’ it
I’m a fresh a** prince, I be Will Smithin’ it
And when they ask how I’m actin’, they like still different
And you know your mans a rat, but y’all still kickin’ it
Diss my mans who in peace, then you will visit him
Them hoes that won’t DM you back, my lil bro pimpin’ ’em
[Chorus: Fenix]
What’s the move, where it’s at, ’cause I’m tryna get it
When his b**h come around you know I’m checkin’ chicken
I put Forgis on the Masi and you know it’s tinted
Straight cash, blue faces, I don’t do the rented
Why these n***as talkin’ money, I don’t see ’em get it
Why these n***as talkin’ shootin’, I don’t think you with it
That’s your b**h but not to me, I’m goin’ deep up in it
I’m in the foreign off the perkies with a freak up in it
All this money on me baby, know you want to spend it
If it’s beef, go ‘head and start it ’cause we wanna finish
I been creepin’ with the forty, I got thirty in it
I serve molly, I serve white, I used to serve the midget, ayy