The Kid LAROI, Future, BabyDrill - WHAT'S THE MOVE? lyrics

(What's the, what's the) what's the
What's the what's the (What's the move?)

What's the move? (Uh, huh, Yessir)
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 (In)
Heart cold as my wrist, what I spent on that
One sixty
I'm doin' the most, 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 wear cargo pants, we pose
Windows open, we smoke the roach down

Tell me just one morе time
You put it on your life
I'm sick of wasting time you know I am
I need somе peace of mind
I wanna leave the country
Baby, come with me, let's ride

2 AM on the beach front, 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 on why to guess
And she got me 'cause I know what she on
Double C's, what she wants
Walked in, bought three of 'em, I swear

Tell me just one more time
You put it on your life
I'm sick of wasting 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 dealer
My lifestyle DaVinci
Know my lifestyle expensive
Girl, tell me what's on your mind (On your)
Purchase Chanel, you don't want one of a kind
I was thinking Richard Mille but
I needa take my time (Time)
Lookin' like I play the NBA, got a chain
Goin' forty points (yeah)
Lookin' like she gettin' her rent paid from
The bottle park on the modern
(Bottle park on the modern)
Tell me what's been on your
Mind, give me one time, no more problems
(No more problems)
Sippin' on mud all 'bout you and
So you can sip it
My young niggas slimin' shit up, we locked in
Baby, 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 wasting time you know I am
I need some peace of mind
I wanna leave the country
Baby, come with me, let's ride

Two AM on the beach front, smoked 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 on why to guess
And she got me 'cause I know what she on
Double C's, what she wants
Walked in, bought three of 'em, I swear

Tell me just one more time
You put it on your life
I'm sick of wasting 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 (Skrr)
She has never been overseas
But we can go the night (What's the move?)
She want Chanel, I called up Future
(I got it)
She wanted 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 of these drugs
It got me floatin' out of my body
(I'm off these drugs) been put out the G60
We've been fuckin' for some miles (G60)
Her neck be like a sixty
She only want me for my diamonds
Critical digit's, what if they
Play wit' you, baby, don't spin it for hours

What's the move? What's the move?