Chorus

Move like this, rap like that

Gotta rap like I tap fat back

Let me think and I'll be right back

Twenty-five, eight, when I work my craft

Twenty-five, eight, how I do my thing

Still gotta work cause I still can't sing

Showing off barz, my barz might bling

Showing off lots, my wrist breitling

My wrist breitling, gotta do my thing

I reuse barz, recycling

I hit so hard, I be lighting

I go by bike, I be cycling

Verse

Tell you my story

Tell me you're busy

Ask if we're friends

You wanna get frisky

I don't do that

That is a fact

I don't do this

But you wanna risk

I distance myself

You call me a bitch

So I'll tell you myself

(I tell you myself)

Im good on my one's

I don't need you

But you can be fun

I wanna be healty

I go for a run

Wanna make money

I'm talking bout tons

Wanna make bread

And keep all the buns

Im gonna go far

Like I ain't begun

Started with clips

Ain't talking bout guns

(Stop talking you bum)

Chorus

Move like this, rap like that

Gotta rap like I tap fat back

Let me think and I'll be right back

Twenty-five, eight, when I work my craft

Twenty-five, eight, how I do my thing

Still gotta work cause I still can't sing

Showing off barz, my barz might bling

Showing off lots, my wrist breitling

My wrist breitling, gotta do my thing

I reuse barz, recycling

I hit so hard, I be lighting

I go by bike, I be cycling

Verse

Where you at, what you doing

How you been, who you pursuing

You been winning, we've been losing

When I wake up, keep on snoozing

Like an addict, you been using

On a boat, we be cruising

We so high, shits confusing

I get what I want, get what I need

Don't look at prices, everything free

Never be sorry, be who you be

Heart of a dog, but see pussy

Imma go fast, need for speed

In a pursuit, no need for heat

Business is business, B2B

But I'm on my way, somewhere to be

Chorus

Move like this, rap like that

Gotta rap like I tap fat back

Let me think and I'll be right back

Twenty-five, eight, when I work my craft

Twenty-five, eight, how I do my thing

Still gotta work cause I still can't sing

Showing off barz, my barz might bling

Showing off lots, my wrist breitling

My wrist breitling, gotta do my thing

I reuse barz, recycling

I hit so hard, I be lighting

I go by bike, I be cycling (yuh)