What's The Move (feat. Lil Uzi Vert)

I just let lil' mama suck me up, girl
 Bitch tryna drive in a Rolls Royce or the bus, girl?
 I jumped off the porch and went straight up, girl (Straight up girl)
 You can leave your town and head to another world
 What the move?
 I'm tired of eyein' you
 I'm tired of spyin' on you
 'Til the pain last too
 I made it rain on you
 When it was hard to maintain too
 I was playin' games with you
 Like you could never play games too, woah (Yeah)
 You just gotta tell me what you want (Tell me what you want)
 Louis Vuitton, diamonds keep calm (Okay)
 All you do is point at what you want (Point it out)
 Crystal cut pointers in the charm, c'mon (Oh yeah)
 Thirty-five dollars for a duff' (For a duff')
 Nigga tryna buy the cash cost (Woo)
 Percy Miller bracelet with the woes
 Thirty-five dollars for a duff' (For a duff')
 You make it twerk for me
 You get a purse from me
 Eighty thousand dollars for her Birkin
 You get a verse for free
 I make her worship me
 Copy it in bursts for me
 Turn to a P-I-M-P, I make her work for me
 You don't want the bag oh no, no, no
 I make her drop it and pop it and work it on my nose
 I make her shut up then suck it, she fuckin' at my shows, mm
 I make her shut up, she fuckin', she suckin' at my shows, ayy
 Drip, drip, no shoestring my sneaker, won't trip (Slatt)
 My jeans is so tight they don't fit
 Still walk around with a stick on my hip
 VVS diamonds right behind my lip
 Don't walk with less than fifty on my wrist
 Diamonds so cold on my neck, it got me sick
 Raf Simons, mix it up with the Rick
 Flexin' on these haters who sent me "My bad"
 Made it from the soil, made it from the Rex
 Richer than your first, richer than your last
 LUV, know I got swag
 Pop a rubber band, pop another Xan'
 I groove around, party pack my hand
 I'm seeing double lookin' through my lens
 Tell me what you want, I just want your friend
 You just gotta tell me what you want (Tell me what you want)
 Louis Vuitton, diamonds, keep calm (Okay)
 All you do is point at what you want (Point it out)
 Crystal cut pointers in the charm, c'mon (Oh yeah)
 Thirty-five dollars for a duff' (For a duff')
 Nigga tryna buy the cash cost (Woo)
 Percy Miller bracelet with the woes
 Thirty-five dollars for a duff' (For a duff')
 You make it twerk for me
 You get a purse from me
 Eighty thousand dollars for her Birkin
 You get a verse for free
 I make her worship me
 Copy it in bursts for me
 Turn to a P-I-M-P, I make her work for me
 You don't want the bag, oh no, no, no
 I make her drop it and pop it and work it on my nose
 I make her shut up then suck it, she fuckin' at my shows, mm
 I make her shut up, she fuckin', she suckin' at my shows, ayy
 Diamonds, they drip down my wrist
 Let's get it, fuck all the skits, woo
 Left wrist sittin' on a brick (Left wrist)
 Bitch have it locked like a pick (Sheesh)
 Fittz Park, came for the shit
 Grab a AK for the wrist
 Gorilla, rockin' Bape on a bitch
 Potential court case on a bitch (Bitch)
 We livin' state to state on a bitch (We livin' state to state, yeah)
 We never ever play with the bitch (We never ever play, no)
 Do everything the same on a bitch (Never tell the difference)
 We known to pick the brains of a bitch (Big bag)
 I throw the big B's on a bitch
 I got a few C's on a bitch (Got slatt)
 I'm in another league on a bitch
 My diamond 'bout to ski on a bitch (Woo)
 What's the move?
 I'm tired of eyein' you (Oh, yeah)
 I was tired of spyin' on you
 'Til the pain last too (Yeah)
 Make it rain on you (Make it rain, rain)
 It was hard to maintain too, ooh (It was hard to maintain)
 I was playin' games with you
 Like you couldn't play games too, hey, okay
 You just gotta tell me what you want (Tell me what you want)
 Louis Vuitton, diamonds, keep calm (Okay)
 All you do is point at what you want (Point it out)
 Crystal cut pointers in the charm, c'mon (Oh yeah)
 Thirty-five dollars for a duff' (For a duff')
 Nigga tryna buy the cash cost (Woo)
 Percy Miller bracelet with the woes
 Thirty-five dollars for a duff' (For a duff')
 You make it twerk for me
 You get a purse from me
 Eighty thousand dollars for her Birkin
 You get a verse for free
 I make her worship me
 Copy it in bursts for me
 Turn to a P-I-M-P, I make her work for me
 You don't want the bag, oh no, no, no
 I make her drop it and pop it and work it on my nose
 I make her shut up then suck it, she fuckin' at my shows, mm
 I make her shut up, she fuckin', she suckin' at my shows, ayy