Move On (feat. Kevin Gates) (Explicit) - Wiz Khalifa/Kevin Gates

Man I ain't encourage my brother to do nothin' f**ked up

Man say b**ch my money retarded

If the b**ch don't f**k with her she ain't blessed

B**ch

Saw her on the dance floor poppin'

Hold up stop talkin' to me tryna see that a** bop

She a big booty star on the dance floor boppin'

Hold up stop talkin' to me tryna see that a** 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 a** ni**a outta pittsburgh

She don't f**k 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 f**kin' up for fame

Hop in my ride then I go front backside

To the side got my money she love that

Rollin' w**d up first class

Taylor gang ni**a all about his cash

Smackin' lil mama on the a**

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 f**k 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 a** 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