The Move

I know you see me, diamonds gleaming Tell that I'm lit, uh, uh I'm in her drawls, she rollin' raw We in the ritz , uh, uh Girl what's the move, I'm in the mood Let's take a trip, uh Whatever I'm on, she rollin' lit Let's go get lit, I'm gettin' lit I'm with your bitch, and she catchin' balls, I gotta assist And she like the raw, so I let her twist And she want my all, but I'll get her gifts See, I'm the juice that you gotta sip So I can pull strings like I got a wrist See, I got the cash, to stay in the mix Whenever she mad, she poutin' her lips She Crying wolf, cause she bit If it's the truth, then I'ma get it But don't be jumpin' to conclusions, baby Just jump on his dick She say the juice gon' make her looser, baby You just tryna sip I'm tryna get lost in that pussy, baby Please help me forget She want, she want, she want dough, I Homer-simp(son) I forgot, I forgot to mention I be in the trap, bae Can't report my income So if I need more racks, bae Will you help me get some? I just, I just, I just I just need this task, bae It's gon' be a big one You just play finesser , I'm gon' pull up with the big gun If they try to move, bae, it's gon' be a movie, bae Better tell em sitcom, don't try to confuse me Found out this a X-House, he said, why you had to ruse me? I know you see me, diamonds gleaming, tell that I'm lit I'm in a draw, she rollin' raw, we in the reds Girl, it's the move, I'm in the mood, let's take a trip Whatever I'm on, she rollin' with, let's go get lit I know you take care of this for me, right You say you don't love that nigga, right But you think you do So you gon' be there with him Just make sure you leave that bag door unlocked Leave him with her every time That's the move Tears runnin' down her cheek as her grief sadden I'm cut from a different cloth, this is sheik satin But you ain't runnin' in this field, get your cleats maddened I turn ape like I'm switchin' up the beat pattern I'm a star, what's ajar? I could meet Saturn I'm so galactic with my tactics, I don't need practice This A.I. got me winnin' off the team brackets You could be winnin' at life but how you beat Caskets? You'll still be singin' ash to ash and dust to dust You'll be buried with your lustrous stuff Half full, half empty is just enough You gotta be optimistic, it's not just a cup But if I see a opp, I'm still spittin' just adjust I'd rather put a cop on ice, man, just for just Just for us I'm at the point I'm bout to switch angles, it ain't just a cusp And he'll probably snitch so they adjust the cuffs With the sawed off, I cut, adjust the butt Yeah, gotta adjust the pump If I address him, he don't need a adjuster to assess the stuff Fuck an attempt, man these shells need access to guts Fuck a shit bag, wishin' on a genie, but it's sinbad I gruntin' when I squeeze, I ain't knew I was this mad I switch the scope to his sun, man, I focus and pan levers Man, what you caused for this effect, man, you thought it was Mandela You put your hands on that bitch and you thought she would tell, never? Man, you wasn't thinkin' bout revenge , you probably thought it was her friends You was chillin', you was lax, you was coopin' in the benz Man, I bet it hit different when the whoop hit your chin Smokin' on this J-Maine as it's blowin' in the wind See these shells ain't shy, you can't run if I slide Should've kept your hands to yourself and you might be alive Thanks for watching