What U Movin Waka Flocka Flame (Ft. Jimmy Rocket)

[Intro: Waka Flocka Flame]
Yeah, I love the blow
Spaceships
Yeah, coke parties
(Grimlin)

[Chorus: Waka Flocka Flame]
She sniffing cocaine off the table
Migo plug off a white gold
I'm in Texas looking for the Act
They like, "Waka Flocka Flame back"
My whole hood full of gang bangers
I ain't selling you shit if you ain't gang banging
Your name ain't ringing if you ain't shooting
Fuck the club, bitch we dope swinging, what you moving?

[Verse 1: Jimmy Rocket & Waka Flocka Flame]
Trap, trap, trap, trap (Half a brick)
Trap, trap, trap, trap (Whole motherfucking brick)
Old niggas out here living off them old war stories
Fuck that nigga hood, Jimmy Rocket, go shoot up the place
Yeah, keep playing, them young niggas hop and they get it spraying
The K got a drum like I played in the band
And the grip on this stick is the size of a can
When I let this bitch go, it's gon' sing like Roxanne
We sending them shots at your memory glands
Like Minecraft, we gon' take over your land
You don't think she got ace in the cut
At your door boy, that boy Pizza Hut
I'm a dog to these hoes like a mutt
I'm on Roosevelt, chilling with Theodore
We got big guns, you haven't see before
Keep me two K's like I don't fuck with EA Sports
Most of these rappers remind me of [?]
I was hard headed, nigga, I ain't never go to school
Young nigga shit, hitting licks what I used to do
Two niggas hopping out the Benz just like an Uber pool, Jimmy, yeah