Released on November 20, 2023

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[Verse 1]

Let’s move

Let’s go, let’s grove

Get out my lane, make room

Just get off my wave, do you

Snakes wanna cut my throat

Evil eye clear my view

We don’t play safe on this side

Playing for the keeps, no truce

Yeah, this shit’s too easy

Them niggas don’t pose no threats

Air the room out, one clip nigga

I don’t even break no sweat

My foot on the gas, mashed

488 my jet

222 my dash

One of one, no I’m not pressed

Licks, sticks

Semi, with the switch

Up the score, madе the plot thicken

M5 with the top missing

Go modе, put the pressure on em, gotta treat this shit like there’s a bomb’s ticking

A lot of niggas scared to take a chance, and they probably wonder why they not winning

Huh, yeah

Stand clear, ho you’ve been advised

I’m not what they on, they got little minds

I’m not a rapper, I’m an enterprise

Got sick of waiting till the stars lined up, so I put them hoes in align

I channel pressure that be in my mind

But that same pressure put ya’ll in a bind


[Hook]

Let’s move

Get out my way bitch move

Let’s go

In tune

Get out my lane make room

Hop in, zoom

Swerve in that bitch like vroom

Acne, Rhude, Ricky, Lou

Six speed, move

Get out my face, just move

Just hop in

On two

I send that bitch off to the moon

Jump in, zoom

Unlimited tank won’t loose

Niggas wanna kill my fuse

Ya’ll niggas couldn’t kill my-


[Verse 2]

It’s me, of course

Dullahan in the horse

Think I just lost my head

Beat a bitch ass like Bjork

Up the ante when I slide

You heard directly from the source

They really thought they had chance huh?

Till I put the hoe in sport

Just keep your focus on the wish

Keep your head up never switch

Just remember, if this shit was easy nigga everybody’d be rich

I’m all in on a straight line

They be tip toeing on the baseline

Got my fate dancing on the tight rope

With my fingertips on her waistline

Game time

I tied safety to the freight lines

The threat of failure on the mainline

So why the hell would niggas waste time

Why the hell would niggas hang with you

When I got too much up at stake to loose

I got a chip on my shoulder nigga

I still got too many things to prove

Top down on the Evo

Hit the money dance like an emote

Got a tight clique that I keep close

And a stick for the ones that freeload

With no reload

Off the grid on the d low

SLS with a freak bitch

Extendo’s on the chop stick

Niggas thought I had the cheat code


[Hook]