Move On (prod by Sonny Digital)

Man I ain't encourage my brother to do nothin' fucked up, man say Wiz

Yo money retarded, if the bitch don't fuck with us she missing our blessing

Bitch

Saw her on the dance floor poppin'

Hold up, stop talkin' to me, tryna see that ass bop

She a big booty star on the dance floor boppin'

Hold up, stop talkin' to me tryna see that ass wobble

I'm rich, we're both grown

Gotta mail me your boyfriend at home

Too high, I'm too gone

If she don't ride with the kid, I move on

I'm just tryna find someone I can leave with

I'm just tryna find someone I can leave with

I ain't really playing with you, don't know your name

I'm just tryna do some things to ya

Take ya home, let you rep Taylor Gang

Let you roll up a plane

Let you bring your homegirls

Let my boys run a train

I'mma real ass nigga outta Pittsburgh

She don't fuck, I don't deal with her, know ya heard

Good dick what I slang, I don't even run game

I've been learned my lane, hoes fuckin' up for fame

Hop in my ride then I go front backside

To the side got my money, she love that

Rollin' weed up first class

Taylor Gang nigga all about his cash

Smackin' lil mama on the ass

I'm rich, we're both grown

Gotta mail me your boyfriend at home

Too high, I'm too gone

If she don't ride with the kid, I move on

I'm just tryna find someone I can leave with

I'm just tryna find someone I can leave with

I done threw a ring around my dick and my finger, ya digg?

I done threw some bling around my grill and my pinky, ya digg?

Your girl end up leavin' with me, you ain't a freak, where your friend?

Gates slang, I'm gonna throw that meat in her stomach for real

Audi, Mustang, Duli Truck, I just wrecked that Chevelle

Flipped it with my wife the other night, give a fuck can you tell?

Kevin it's your pipe, well out in public won't notice she yell

Kept that on the tuck, no recognition, I'm touchin' them bells

Give them to myself off the truck or they come in the mail

Big booty somethin' on the dance floor poppin'

Hold up stop talkin' to me tryna see that ass wobble

Big money pocket, got the lumps

Kevin got dollars

I'm rich, we're both grown

Gotta mail me your boyfriend at home

Too high, I'm too gone

If she don't ride with the kid, I move on

I'm just tryna find someone I can leave with

I'm just tryna find someone I can leave with