Move
Oh shit (420), everybody lookin' at Big Pitt, hold up, let me take a hit
Real quick, before we dip (Re-Up)
Nigga that's what's up, get a couple of zips
That shit is fire, don't need a lighter, I'm already lit
Open the bag, take a whiff (Damn), can't get that shit on DatPiff
My phone is blowin' up like someone pushed a red button
I pushed another pack and the nigga still runnin'
Now I'm fuckin' with some burrs walkin' in some red bottoms
Top shottas, number one dondada
Early bird gets the worm, waking up in the morning
Still yawnin' but I'm serving mothafucka
Bitch move! Ain't a game in these streets
Bitch move! Told you don't fuck with me
Bitch move! Ain't a game in these streets
Bitch move! Lose your life fuckin' with me
Who the fuck you think you playin'? (What?)
Wanna see me go insane? (Yea)
Game of Thrones but this ain't a game (Nah)
Mr. West cuz we got that ye
And I'm pushin', I'm pushin', I'm movin' this Kush n'
Droppin' the top, on the freeway bookin' (Woo)
Droppin' bombs when no one's lookin'
Yea, the streets got the tweakers cookin'
El Cajon got the night girls hookin'
P.B. got the college girls pukin'
Don't waste my time, just get to the point
Roll the blunt, fuck a joint
Trying to avoid them checkpoints, and gunpoints, and wrist joints (Yea)
Cuz crimes a must when the ends low
So keep Carl out your set or your Winslow
Bitch move! Ain't a game in these streets
Bitch move! Told you don't fuck with me
Bitch move! Ain't a game in these streets
Bitch move! Lose your life fuckin' with me
Bitch move!
Real quick, before we dip (Re-Up)
Nigga that's what's up, get a couple of zips
That shit is fire, don't need a lighter, I'm already lit
Open the bag, take a whiff (Damn), can't get that shit on DatPiff
My phone is blowin' up like someone pushed a red button
I pushed another pack and the nigga still runnin'
Now I'm fuckin' with some burrs walkin' in some red bottoms
Top shottas, number one dondada
Early bird gets the worm, waking up in the morning
Still yawnin' but I'm serving mothafucka
Bitch move! Ain't a game in these streets
Bitch move! Told you don't fuck with me
Bitch move! Ain't a game in these streets
Bitch move! Lose your life fuckin' with me
Who the fuck you think you playin'? (What?)
Wanna see me go insane? (Yea)
Game of Thrones but this ain't a game (Nah)
Mr. West cuz we got that ye
And I'm pushin', I'm pushin', I'm movin' this Kush n'
Droppin' the top, on the freeway bookin' (Woo)
Droppin' bombs when no one's lookin'
Yea, the streets got the tweakers cookin'
El Cajon got the night girls hookin'
P.B. got the college girls pukin'
Don't waste my time, just get to the point
Roll the blunt, fuck a joint
Trying to avoid them checkpoints, and gunpoints, and wrist joints (Yea)
Cuz crimes a must when the ends low
So keep Carl out your set or your Winslow
Bitch move! Ain't a game in these streets
Bitch move! Told you don't fuck with me
Bitch move! Ain't a game in these streets
Bitch move! Lose your life fuckin' with me
Bitch move!
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Writer(s): James Louis Ernest, Alexzae Johnson
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