Move! lyrics
by 1nonly, Ciscaux, & Savage Ga$p
[Intro: 1nonly]
Uh, uh, uh
(Hit that sh*t, motherf*cker)
Uh, uh (It's the last layer I can't do)
Yeah, ayy, yeah, ayy (Do that sh*t), ayy, yeah
[Chorus: 1nonly, Ciscaux]
I got a bad b*tch, so I told her, "What's up?"
You know who it is when I step in the club
Like, "Oh sh*t, b*tch, why you tryna f*ck?"
Break it down and bring that sh*t back up
Like, "Oh sh*t, get out the way"
I be makin' moves, b*tch, I be makin' plays
I'm smooth, b*tch, money on the way
I don't give a f*ck 'cause I be gettin' pape'
Like, "Oh sh*t, get out the way"
I be makin' moves, b*tch, I be makin' plays
I'm smooth, b*tch, money on the way
I don't give a f*ck 'cause I be gettin' pape' (Yeah)
Like, oh—
[Verse 1: Ciscaux]
I got money on the way like UPS (UPS)
You tried to take it, I'ma count down two-three texts
I got a baddie out in Texas, go to UT Tech (UT Tech)
I told her, "Baby, get down to give me UC neck" (Uh-uh)
Make a b*tch ride like a scooter (Uh)
That boy a liar, he say he a shooter (Uh)
That b*tch a thot (Uh), that girl a cooter
You be rockin' stolen Gucci, boy, you a f*ckin' looter
Man f*ck that sh*t, man we makin' racks in the studio
This a gangster's paradise, b*tch, I feel like I'm Coolio
I ain't worried in the club, 'cause I snuck in the toolio
Boy, leave me alone, you scarin' the groupies bro
I tell her, "Hit, hit, hit me on my cellular"
My wrist Ben 10, it ain't from earth
Whole gang on top, we led the herd
And the word around town is you fell, ya heard?
[Chorus: 1nonly & Savage Ga$p]
Got a bad b*tch, so I told her, "What's up?"
You know who it is when I step in the club
Like, "Oh, sh*t, b*tch, why you tryna f*ck?"
Break it down and bring that sh*t back up
Like, "Oh, sh*t, get out the way"
I be makin' moves, b*tch, I be makin' plays
I'm smooth, b*tch, money on the way (Ayy)
I don't give a f*ck 'cause I be gettin' pape' (Look, ayy)
Like—
[Verse 2: Savage Ga$p]
Like, move b*tch, get out the way (Ayy)
Hello Kitty crop-top, Off-White jays (Ayy, ayy, ayy)
And I got rich all off the hits in my closet
I just make songs for the girls and the gays (Rrrah)
E-girls love me (Ayy), moms wanna f*ck me (Ayy)
Your girlfriend playlists me and me only (Yuh)
At this point, my feature price is priceless (Okay, okay, okay, okay)
My wrist is icy, my opps is corny (Ayy-ayy)
'Cause I'm gold and platinum, don't even at me
I'm everlasting, you never last
And I hit her text and said, "Do you want me?"
'Cause I still got love for you, mamí (Hahaha)
[Chorus: 1nonly]
Bad b*tch, so I told her, "What's up?"
You know who it is when I step in the club
Like, "Oh, sh*t, b*tch, why you tryna f*ck?"
Break it down and bring that sh*t back up
Like, "Oh, sh*t, get out the way"
I be makin' moves, b*tch, I be makin' plays
I'm smooth, b*tch, money on the way
I don't give a f*ck 'cause I be gettin' pape'
Like, oh—