Gotta Move On (Kings Remix) Diddy, Bryson Tiller, Fabolous & Tory Lanez

[Intro: Bryson Tiller, Fabolous & Diddy]
She don't want it, she don't want it (I guess)
She don't want it (I guess I gotta move on)
Get in your bag, stay in your bag (She don't want it, yeah)
Get in your bag, stay in your bag (Let's go then, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)

[Verse 1: Fabolous, Diddy & Bryson Tiller]
Look
Back in my bag, back in my Fab'
Had to grab a white jacket and get back in the lab
I thought you had my back 'til my back's gettin' stabbed
Now I'm back of the 'Bach and you back in a cab, ooh, come on
Gotta move a lil' different
Ups and downs but you can't tell the difference
Went too far, gotta love from a distance
Damn, that's crazy, I really wasn't listenin'
If I fuck with you, you gon' feel that shit
If I don't fuck with you, you gon' feel that shit too (Talk to 'em)
Stay in your bag, not your feelings, shit
And now I'm on that Diddy, Bryson Tiller shit too (Let go)
Maybach Mercedеs, newborn baby, yeah (Yeah)
Puttin' that shit on likе AD, yeah
Playin' with them bucks like Brady, yeah
Think I'm runnin' back, it's crazy, yeah (Yeah)
I got some shit to move
I don't want my groove back, I wanna switch my groove
Improve and shit but I ain't got shit to prove
Like a chilled DeLeón shot, shit's been smooth (Let's toast)
May all your pain be champagne
It didn't got the way you planned but plans change
I don't want your love
Thought I was feelin' you but you a munch my love (Said she, let's go)