MOVIN TOO NICE (feat. J.M)

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Ivyy

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She wanna go back to when we was good hop in the whip its a DeLorean
She look so fine, with the bucket hat and a Gucci cardigan
The way she styling it, its making me wilding, she's high maintenance
But I wanna handle it, take you out to dinner, it could be, it could be candle lit

It could be candle lit
Just got a band it reminds me to never quit
On the daily this music reminds me to never slip
Never hit, never grit

I'm sorry not sorry cuz I'm going to new regions
Changing the game cuz it's a new season

New season, I got plenty of reasons to do what I'm doing
Making amends not friends the shit I be losing

Put the alarm at 6 o clock that shit got me snoozing
Calling your girl it got that bitch moving
Day after day the world I be improving
Day after day myself I'm improving

I'm gonna be winning so I don't care if right now I'm losing
No one can judge me
Guitar, pulling the strings
Superstar, getting new rings

Mmm mm mm mm
Shits bizarre, livin like kings
It's all the same, lookin like twins
It's all the same, lookin like twins

Bitch it's hot call it a wing
4 rings in this bitch call it an Audi
Getting caught slipping with the oil, bitch I ain't Saudi

Gotta be asking these bitches on Christmas if they been naughty or nice
Spitting too much when someone want a feature I gotta give them a price
Been on this shit for only a year so I can't give people advice
Ray gun the beat this shit precise

My name J.M
I'm moving too nice
Bitch I can't sleep
Been rapping for the past 2 nights

Look at my wrist
VVS ice
Taking a risk
Rolling the dice

Check out the bitch, she can make you rock hard like Medusa
Once you come up, everything gon come your way like goddamn hallelujah
Don't be playing no games I'mma foul yo ass, hit your medulla
Always be strapped, ready to attack, keep me a ruger

Paper cuts on my thumb when I count up the pesos
Stack up the cash, like its some legos
She a bad bitch, but she put on a halo
When I hop on a track you know its fuego

Spitting out heat, like a volcano
Let her twirl to the beat, like a tornado
She a goddess in the sheets, she from Barbados
Blue cheese in my pocket, its full of queso

Don't criticize how I ball, when you can't even touch the rim
Stand on my own two feet I'm tall, height somewhere in six
I carry my weight, like I'm at the gym
Independent man, wanna live my life like a king

One, two
One, two, three
Lets go

She wanna go back to when we was good hop in the whip its a DeLorean
She look so fine, with the bucket hat and a Gucci cardigan
The way she styling it, its making me wilding, she's high maintenance
But I wanna handle it, take you out to dinner, it could be, it could be candle lit

It could be candle lit
Just got a band it reminds me to never quit
On the daily this music grind reminds me to never slip
Never hit
Never grit

I'm sorry not sorry cuz I'm going to new regions
Changing the game cuz it's a new season

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