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WHAT'S THE MOVE?
The Kid Laroi, Future, Babydrill
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What's the, what's the, what's the, what's the, what's the?
What's the move? (Uh-huh)
Tell me what it is (what's up?)
Pull up to the crib, walk in
I'm countin' blues up with my bitch
My baby, that's my twin
Gate outside, you can't get in (get in)
Heart cold as my wrist
What I spent on that one-sixty
I'm doin' the moves
Vacation off the coast
I'm at the crib, just me and my bitch
Security with the pole
And actually, you're the one for me
I can't let you go
Red carpet pics, we pose
Windows open, we smoke the roach down
Tell me just one more time
You put it on your life
I'm sick of wastin' time
You know I am
I need some peace of mind
I wanna leave the country
Baby, come with me, let's ride
2 a.m. on the beachfront
Smoked so much, I can't think
I'm very stressed, pop a lot of X
That's the type of shit that we on
I'm carin' less and I don't gotta guess
If she got me, 'cause I know what she on
Double C's what she wants
Walked in and bought three of 'em, I swear
Tell me just one more time
You put it on your life
I'm sick of wastin' time (yeah)
You know I am
I need some peace of mind
I wanna leave the country
Baby, come with me, let's ride (Pluto)
Freebandz, wanna join my team
Bad bitch wanna fuck again (again)
Glock on me like ID
She spin through and drop everything
What it do? What it is?
Been countin' blues up with my bitch
My lifestyle Givenchy
Know my lifestyle expensive
Girl, tell me what's on your mind (on your mind)
Purchase Chanel, you don't want one of a kind
I was thinkin' Richard Mille, but I need to take my time
Lookin' like I play in the NBA, got a chain on forty points (yeah)
Lookin' like she gettin' her rent paid
Found the bottle, park on a model (park on a model)
Tell me what's been on your mind
Give me one time, no more problems (no more problems)
Sippin' on mud, I bought you wine so you can sip (yeah)
My young niggas slimin' shit up, we locked in
Yeah, you know what it is, really gang-gang (yeah)
Tell me just one more time
You put it on your life
I'm sick of wastin' time
You know I am
I need some peace of mind
I wanna leave the country
Baby, come with me, let's ride
2 a.m. on the beachfront
Smoked so much, I can't think
I'm very stressed, pop a lot of X
That's the type of shit that we on
I'm carin' less and I don't gotta guess
If she got me, 'cause I know what she on
Double C's what she wants
Walked in and bought three of 'em, I swear
Tell me just one more time
You put it on your life
I'm sick of wastin' time
You know I am
I need some peace of mind
I wanna leave the country
Baby, come with me, let's ride
Baby, come be my wife (baby)
Baby, let's take a flight (skrrt)
She ain't have been overseas
But we can go tonight, huh
She want Chanel, I called up Future (I got it)
She want the Balenci', I got her the boots (I got it)
You're one of a kind, ain't nothin' like you
She all about me and I'm all about you
I'm off these drugs
It got me feelin' out of my body (I'm off these drugs)
Ooh, been off the G6
We been fuckin' for some hours (G6)
Her neckpiece like a 60
She only want me for my diamonds
Critical condition if they play with you
Baby, I'm spinnin' for hours (baby, I'm spinnin' for hours)
Hours
Hours
Hours
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