Wqqds - Move Lyrics

This the way we do it, this the way the gang move
This the way I pull it, pull up bitch like it's game two
I put a wish in to get flooded and this bitch came true
And when we pop out I pull a risk, yeah it's how my brain move
And On my momma Ima put on, partner I think that my brain screwed
And I can't move around in public, cause all my chops loose
And I'm sorry if you can mess up with my bitch well I cant trust you
And I would've taken it to the court if we were to go and cross you
And I can't skip no high
THC in my blood, like a parasite
Yuh
And I got extra eyes
All in my head, so I can see right oh right between your lies
Yuh
And I cant take no, no lies
I cant none, yeah , no sir, no more cries
I cant hang round you no more, cause feds got mics
They say don't hang out rats, and kill off all the mice
And I Just be movin around, and I know I be talking bout the money but really I'm kicking it in town (Skrt, Skrt, Skrt)
And I Just be movin around, I guess they wanna shop up bro, cause I got addy and this bitch go round (Skrt, Skrt)
I always see green, but bitch my eyes brown
I'm playing 2k hitting greens, bitch I'm losing the count
Don't worry about the water, baby ye ain't gon drown
And I spent a quarter all up on gas, this ain't no drip or drown
I say I'm thuggin up with my wrist, but I'm nervous deep down
And I play games all with my girl, we count all types of amounts yuh
And I say no sir, I ain't feel geeked, but that don't slow me down
They ask oh what I pop, I say this bitch should come find out
She say she feeling dry, so I make it rain, oh just to stop the drought
I tap in all up to my brain, oh when I'm off the ounce yuh
I ain't British, but On God Im running all up types of pounds
And who really pussy, cause when she naked I hop and pounce (Ima Tiger)
This the way we do it, this the way the gang move
This the way I pull it, pull up bitch like it's game two
I put a wish in to get flooded and this bitch came true
And when we pop out I pull a risk, yeah it's how my brain move
And On my momma Ima put on, partner I think that my brain screwed
And I can't move around in public, cause all my chops loose
And I'm sorry if you can mess up with my bitch well I cant trust you
And I would've taken it to the court if we were to go and cross you