Moves - Rico Nasty

Oh-oh-oh

Oh-oh-ah-ah

Rico-Rico, yeah, hah

Yeah, yeah, Rico, Rico, yeah

Like yeah-yeah

Oh my God, oh my God

Anywhere that I be at is a move

When I turn up at my show it’s a move

Feeling like countin' my money, my mood

Pussy niggas tryna fuck up my groove

People be calling me rude, yeah

Anywhere that I be at is a move

When I turn up at my show it’s a move

Feeling like countin' my money, my mood

Pussy niggas tryna fuck up my groove

People be calling me rude, yeah

Anywhere that I be at is a move

When I turn up at my show it’s a move

Feeling like countin' my money, my mood

Pussy niggas tryna fuck up my groove

People be calling me rude, yeah

I don’t care, yeah

I’m making moves, I’m doin' what I wanna do

Don’t ever like to trust myself when it comes to you

I’m only worried about money and revenues

Scary ass bitches remind me of Scooby Doo

Smoking OG feeling like I’m on Looney Tunes

We twisting backwoods all day like a Rubik’s Cube

Monkey nuts on that chopper look like mini hula hoops

We teach you a lesson better than school’ll do

Make your move

Make it how you want it

We can do this shit in private or in public

If we ain’t talking money then it won’t be no discussion

Stop all the bluffing

What’s in your pockets nigga?

Can’t see nothing

What’s in my pockets?

A bunch of blue hundreds

I work hard for this boy, I didn’t get lucky

I’m eatin' good while you sittin' there munchin'

Nigga you lunchin'

Bread make me walk with a limp, I need crutches

Only worried about the numbers

Money come to me in clusters

Niggas talking, they some busters

Yellow diamonds look like buses

If you got it then I rush ya

I’m never folding under pressure

Just Prada, designer

I bought it so I can flex on a bitch in any weather, yeah

Anywhere that I be at is a move

When I turn up at my show it’s a move

Feeling like countin' my money, my mood

Pussy niggas tryna fuck up my groove

Feeling like counting’my money, my mood

Pussy niggas tryna fuck up my groove

People be calling me rude, yeah

I don’t care, yeah

Chasin' this money but I’m never rushin'

I got a new pistol, the best ones is Russian

Don’t blow my house down with that huffin' and puffin'

You got a big mouth but you not goin' do nothing

I’m out making moves, I’m making moves

I’m making moves, I’m doin' what I wanna do

Don’t ever like to trust myself when it comes to you

I’m only worried about money and revenues

Scary ass bitches remind me of Scooby Doo

Smoking OG feeling like I’m on Looney Tunes

We twisting backwoods all day like a Rubik’s Cube

Monkey nuts on that chopper look like mini hula hoops

We teach you a lesson better than school’ll do

Make your move, yeah

Just make your move, yeah-yeah-yeah

Anywhere that I be at is a move

When I turn up at my show it’s a move

Feeling like countin' my money, my mood

Pussy niggas tryna fuck up my groove

People be calling me rude, yeah

Anywhere that I be at is a move

When I turn up at my show it’s a move

Feeling like countin' my money, my mood

Pussy niggas tryna fuck up my groove

People be calling me rude, yeah

Anywhere that I be at is a move

When I turn up at my show it’s a move

Feeling like countin' my money, my mood

Pussy niggas tryna fuck up my groove

People be calling me rude, yeah

I don’t care, yeah

Oh my God, hah

Oh my God

Yeah-yeah, haha