Bitch Move

Bitch move
Bitch, bitch
Bitch move
Nigga move, bitch
Yeah, she know what to do
I’m that fucking dude
I might act a fool
Yeah, I might act a fool
Free X nigga
Pipe up
Bitch
Yah yah, move
Bitch move
Nigga move
Bitch, bitch bitch bitch
Say, where my mother fucking ill niggas? Pop a pill nigga. We don’t squeal,
we Keep it real, you ain’t in the field nigga. This bitch tryna make a film,
came over to chill with her. Mother fuck yo record deal, yeah that’s how I
feel nigga (fuck fuck fuck). Ray bands on my face, aye
Fuck hoes, I get paid yah. Ya boyfriend he a lame, yeah. Shawty come on my way.
Get to the fetti, pockets they heavy, my hoe look like Betty Boo
(Hmm) She gave me kisses, she gave me hickeys, she gave me Becky too
(Ou) Fuck that chill shit nigga turn up. (Nigga pipe the fuck up)
We ain’t sober nigga burn up. Fuck with me and it’s a murda. The illest nigga
that you heard of. I be flexing heavyweight. But my pockets out of shape.
Hottest nigga, no debate. Aye, turn up. Aye, yeah
Bitch move
Bitch, bitch
Bitch move
Nigga move, bitch
Yeah, she know what to do
I’m that fucking dude
I might act a fool
Yeah, I might act a fool
Outro:
Bitch move, out my way. Out my way (x2)
Nigga move, out my face. Out my face. (x2)
Yeah