Can’t Move Wrong Luh Tyler (Ft. Trapland Pat)

[Intro: Luh Tyler]
(Xair, let me get that motherfucker)
Ski
Yeah, nigga, rrr, rrr
Yeah, phew, phew
Nigga, yeah, nigga, yeah

[Verse 1: Luh Tyler]
Nigga gettin' to that green just like Cee-Lo
Nigga, I'm a smooth-ass jit, feel like Gio
And I got your bitch bitin' on me like mosquito
I might go and get her edges laid like a Frito
Nigga know I snap on every beat
Bitch, I'm in another nigga's city just like every week
Know I gotta stay up on the grind, nigga, ain't no sleep
Know you gotta watch out for them niggas 'cause they moving creep
Gotta look out for the fam, nigga, that's what made me
Got me feelin' like I'm XB, you know I'm wavy
Real smooth nigga, I'll slide up on your lady
Pull up in that super Benz, took off in Mercedes
I ain't tryna play no games, baby, tricks for kids
In the booth, I'm feelin' super like my nigga Wiz
Man, these niggas really cap, think they work at Lids
Niggas steady hatin' on me, startin' to feel like Chris
Tryna run that money up and go and drop it on my wrist
Pop out on the scene, got your bitch tryna take a pic
Nigga chasin' after money, know I get that shit quick
Pull up to the club, rock the stage, get that shit lit
Pull up to the club, rock the stage, got your bitch amazed
Niggas steady hatin' on me, bitch, I ain't even fazed
I'ma just go run that money up and put it in your face
When that lil bitch get to actin' out, I put her in her place
You can come and get your bitch back, I want a refund
Before you come and try to talk to me, bitch, get your feet done
Nigga, I been gettin' to them bands like Big Meech son
Pull up in that super coupe, but this is not no Nissan