Moving On (feat. Lil Skies)

(Real trap shit bitch)

It's only me up at the top

And my homies all along

(Yeah-yeah-yeah-yeah)

When I pull up in that drop

Shawty coming on strong when I'm on

(When I'm on yeah)

Don't know why you want me when I'm moving on

Ho, you only want me 'cause my money long

Now I'm gone, you was wrong (Yeah)

I was right, now I'm on (Yeah)

On the run, to the funds

Lot of smoke, in my lungs

Fucking this bad lil' bitch, aye

Put lil' bitch on top, aye

Let her ride on my dick, aye

Tell lil' bitch don't stop, aye

(No)

Now that I'm on my shit, aye

All these lil' bitches wanna fuck, aye

(Yeah-yeah-yeah)

Now that I'm on my shit, aye

All these lil' bitches wanna flock, yeah

Aye, look at my floss, aye

Shawty wanna fuck with a boss

It don't really matter 'bout the cost

I'ma get it, I'ma do what I want

When I pull up in a brand new foreign

And I got a bad bitty in the front

Now that I'm getting the money they tell me they love me

But really they just wanna stunt

Don't want nobody but me and my homies

They keep it a hunnid with me from the jump

I'ma keep running, a river

I feel like Khalifa with all of this weed in my blunt

Love take flight, I'ma leave one day

(Whoa)

I just wanna get paid

I'ma get that bag

Then I'm on my way

It's only me up at the top

And my homies all along

(Yeah-yeah-yeah-yeah)

When I pull up in that drop

Shawty coming on strong when I'm on

(When I'm on yeah)

Don't know why you want me when I'm moving on

Ho, you only want me 'cause my money long

Girl you only want me 'cause my money long

Baby girl addicted, she got my name on her thong

I'ma fuck you good then I'ma go and make a song

Take hits out the bong, she coughin' up her lung

You the freaky type, you gon' lick it with your tongue

She give me fellatio, I make her tonsils numb

I'm a nasty ****, baby tell me when you cum

Hit it from the back, I pull your hair so you can't run

Boss up, boss up, yeah

On my enemies

Know they talk 'bout us

But they not like we

And I'm up right now

Flex like Mr. T

When I was down bad

Were you there for me?

Aye, lil' Skies and Global Dan, aye

Put your bitch in a trance, aye

And I ain't get her off the Xans

And she was feeling my pants

She tried to reach for my bands

Baby girl just a fan

I don't trust her 'cause I can't

Baby girl just a fan

It's only me up at the top

And my homies all along

(Yeah-yeah-yeah-yeah)

When I pull up in that drop

Shawty coming on strong when I'm on

(When I'm on yeah)

Don't know why you want me when I'm moving on

Ho, you only want me 'cause my money long

('Cause my money long)