Move Different - Intellectual

[Intro]

Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah

What

And I can't pull up ‘less the crew hit it

This bitch booty fat as fuck, I don't know what to do with it

Left me home alone with her daughter, we at school with it

Bitch, I fuck with you because you boujee and you move different

You know the truth for real

We only shoot to kill

Why they play with us like we won't put them in the [?] reel

Call me crazy but I like a bitch thats gon’ talk back to me

Baby, put that BBL to use and make it clap for me

Ever since my brodie died, I don't leavе without strap on me

Call his homie high-five, 'causе my niggas clapped on him

Went and got a little money, now the bitch gone act funny

Booty on Jupiter, you know that I tapped on it

See yo' Instagram story, I had to swipe up on it

When my niggas was in line, I was gone get stuck on it

She fuckin' with bums, I guess that I was just too much for her

She say she adore me, so I put Dior on her

She want an outfit, and her tittes done

Fucked the bitch with paper in the club cause I got plenty ones

Mr. Go To War With Anybody, we got plenty guns

I ain't a munch and hell nah, bitch, I ain't feeling ya

You know I got red flags, don't get yo' feelings hurt

She mad I won't let us be like India and Lil Durk

Baby, you got all that ass, show me a little twerk