Move Out lyrics

by

​hooligan chase


[Intro]
Ay, ay, yeah, ay
Don't try this at home
f*ckin' idiot

[Chorus]
Ay, momma, I'm tryna move out to L.A. (Out to L.A.)
I'ma f*ck your b*tch right where you lay (Right where you lay)
And commas, tryna run up every day (Run up every day)
Primadonna, when I wanna f*ck her face (I'll f*ck her face)
Neck like Llama, in my car, but not much space (It not much space)
Ay, Obama, I'm tryna take Malia on a date ([?])
Smoke Bahamas, burnin' palm trees to the face (I'm smokin' [?])
And Donna, me and Eric broke the bank (We broke the bank)

[Verse 1]
Ay, off of the drugs once again (Ay, yeah)
She ask do I know how to swim (Ay, ay)
Hurting her jaws, I feel her teeth (Ay, ay)
Then I'ma start lookin' for fins (Ay, ay)
Ay, woah, f*ckin' on you and your friend (God damn)
Ay, woah, I'm gettin' top once again (Ay, yeah)
I just got top once again
I'm tryna leave but she blockin' me in (God damn)
Smokin' my 9 to 5, get to my plug house
And he get to clockin' me in
Sorry to break it
I know you gon' hate that we f*cked
We not talkin' again (Hey!)
I got some thots in Japan
Not about guala? Then talk to the hand
[Verse 2]
We heard you was trappin'
Never lackin'
And we think it's funny
Boy, your ass be grounded
If I showed your Twitter to your mommy
I be with my slimes, I need a tissue
'Cause my nose is runny
Boyfriends all got issues with me
Like why take my girlfriend from me? (Ha!)
'Cause you a motherf*ckin' lame (Lil' b*tch!)
f*ck your life, you can't motherf*ckin' hang (No way you can)
I let my nuts motherf*ckin' swang (You see them swang)
Wait, get at me Johnny Dang (Johnny Dang!)

[Bridge]
Shawty flashed me (Yeah)
b*tch, a cop car (Oops!)
OG Frosted (Frosted), I'm rollin' Pop Tarts (Brrr!)
Ride me Charlie (Ride this di*k, ho)
She gon' stop, start
I'm a drug star, not no rock star

[Chorus]
Ay, momma, I'm tryna move out to L.A. (Out to L.A.)
I'ma f*ck your b*tch right where you lay (Right where you lay)
And commas, tryna run up every day (Run up every day)
Primadonna, when I wanna f*ck her face (I'll f*ck her face)
Neck like Llama, in my car, but not much space (It not much space)
Ay, Obama, I'm tryna take Malia on a date ([?])
Smoke Bahamas, burnin' palm trees to the face (I'm smokin' [?])
And Donna, me and Eric broke the bank (We broke the bank)
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