[Verse 1]

Rude bwoy with an attitude, I'm stuntin' (Hm, hm)

Yeah, youngin' gotta move boy

Heard a "whoop, whoop"

No more running from the blue boys, nah

Vince Carter alley Oop

How I'm jumping out the hoop

Won't stick my neck out again for you boys

Tighten up on the noose, nun new nah, nah

This two door coupe we scheming on

All black, all gold on the mood board listen up

One time for the nights I was profiled

Let the cam get my good side, both sides

Ain't no lie told, nah, nah, nah

No beef this side just foie gras

Been bad since sixth grade mixtapes

Strong back chest out boy sit straight

Big facts leave a critic with the stink face

So you bеst look out like first dates

Hm, stuntin' on the nеt that's big fake

Found out he a fraud that's click bait

Huh?

Big growth, big work, yeah, big rates

And at this rate, I'm sayin'

[Chorus]

Aw, man

Bit we moving

It's a whole, it's a whole lotta us grooving

I ain't tryna, I ain't tryna hear no excuses

Hit me up when you need some of that soothing

Bit we moving

It's a whole, it's a whole lotta us grooving

I ain't tryna, I ain't tryna hear no excuses

Hit me up when you need some of that soothing

[Post-Chorus]

Put it on me

Ah, right now

Put it on me

Ah, right now

Put it on me

Ah, right now

Put it on me

Ah, right now

Put it on me

Ah, right now

Put it on me

Ah, right now

Put it on me

Ah, right now

Put it on me

Ah, right now

[Verse 2]

Swing like batter up, cake like batter up

Head game mad as fuck, torso tatted up

Fist balled up like girlfriend mad at us

Fist balled up like she had enough

Aw, man

Jeepers creepers

Shoulder so cold said, "Season's Greetings"

She's facetious, couldn't turn down

Like we need the speakers

Pack so loud, couldn't keep a secret

Put it on me 'til my knees is weakened

Covered in pink like it's Easter weekend

Please believe it, please believe it, Jeez

I got the custom fit and

I know you love to get it

Baby, I must admit it

It's from muscle

I gotta trust the feeling

I never rush to get it

I gotta hustle wit it

I gotta hustle

[Chorus]

Aw, man

Bit we moving

It's a whole, it's a whole lotta us grooving

I ain't tryna, I ain't tryna hear no excuses

Hit me up when you need some of that soothing

Bit we moving

It's a whole, it's a whole lotta us grooving

I ain't tryna, I ain't tryna hear no excuses

Hit me up when you need some of that soothing

[Outro]

We tryna make it move, yeah

Put it on me, uh

Right now

We tryna make it move, uyeah

Right now

Right now

Right now

Right now