Move Me

I'ma real street ****, I don't see it that way

I bought a Rolls Royce 'cause bitch I want my roses today

Y'all been hiding from the truth but y'all gon' listen today

I'm the head coach so know what position to play

Get this bag, shawty, yeah I gotta fly to the Bay

Knock the meat out ya rib, I got tape on the K

She a goddess of the trap, angel white like the yay

She so motherfuckin' thicc, you let her know where you stay

Like a cartoon, bitch took a pie to the face

Ice Cube, cold gang, it's one hell of a day

She got a real pretty face, you like "Where's the waist?"

Took the bitch to the place and she like "Where's the safe?" (Huh)

Looking at my pockets it's filled with blue hunnids

Don't nothin' move me, but the Goddamn money

Drop a bag, make the room clear, run, run, dear

The stick long as broom, it can kill a reindeer

Before you came here, we was selling cane here

Since Gucci Mane left, it just not the same here

Better not make a false step 'cause they yellin' "Help! Help!"

Wet 'em up like Mike Phelps, didn't see Bill

Gamblin' with the Trap God, better not welch

He brought it on his own self he caused his own death

Tryna make a death threat with a weak rep

Uphill battle running up some steep steps

Ballers on the right, haters on the left

Money made these bitches can't keep they hands to they-self

The way this money coming in, shit, I'ma need some help

East Atlanta Santa and you're all Santa's Elves

Buckin', used to pull it, ****, I was just 12

You still ain't get no straightening ****, you still took a L

If I do a feature it's gon' cost like 50 bales

I need an endorsement, I'm the poster boy for scales

Took a million risks, I took the train, I took the mail

Most you **** share, I sell water to a whale

Tried to break me in a cell, I'm too strong, I still prevail

Smoke one for a Aailyah, ****, turn this one up a lil'

Looking at my pockets it's filled with blue hunnids

Don't nothin' move me, but the Goddamn money

Drop a bag, make the room clear, run, run, dear

The stick long as broom, it can kill a reindeer

Before you came here, we was selling cane here

Since Gucci Mane left, it just not the same here

Better not make a false step 'cause they yellin' "Help! Help!"

Wet 'em up like Mike Phelps, didn't see Bill