Make Moves Songtext
von Quintino
Make Moves Songtext
We- we- we don′t follow trend, no way
Do me, I go in, okay
Work don't feel like work because I party with my friends all day
Leave the studio, okay
Stand in line at club, no way
I don′t care about what they say
I hit that club, I sip rosé
I am a idol
I feel like Rocky
You cannot stop me
Hand on the Bible
I am the flyest
I am not lying
Quincy don't do it
Touring the world now
I gotta try it
Started off crawling, then started walking
How am I flying?
Look at their faces
Look at them hating
I stop and stare, like, yeah, we made it
I finally made it and it feel amazing
'Cause we don′t follow trends, no way
We are not like them, no, no, no
We are not like them, no, no, no
Uh
Hardly home, but always repping
Hardly follow trends, bitch, I always set ′em
You bitches hardly on and always stressing
Now they tracing all my steps, well, you got my blessing
Hard grind, fire kush is all we twist
Bitch, my life a party, fuck your guest list
Pressure from a hater, never feel again
Aye, aye
But they cannot compete so they play pretend
Hop in the Audi, pushing the throttle
Run up the mileage, I know I'm wilding
I′m with a model, I cannot stop, no
We don't follow trends, no way
We are not like them, no way
Look at their faces
Look at them hating
I stop and stare, like, yeah, we made it
I finally made it and it feel amazing
′Cause we don't follow trends, no way
We are not like them, no, no, no
We are not like them, no, no, no
We are not like them, no, no, no
Do me, I go in, okay
Work don't feel like work because I party with my friends all day
Leave the studio, okay
Stand in line at club, no way
I don′t care about what they say
I hit that club, I sip rosé
I am a idol
I feel like Rocky
You cannot stop me
Hand on the Bible
I am the flyest
I am not lying
Quincy don't do it
Touring the world now
I gotta try it
Started off crawling, then started walking
How am I flying?
Look at their faces
Look at them hating
I stop and stare, like, yeah, we made it
I finally made it and it feel amazing
'Cause we don′t follow trends, no way
We are not like them, no, no, no
We are not like them, no, no, no
Uh
Hardly home, but always repping
Hardly follow trends, bitch, I always set ′em
You bitches hardly on and always stressing
Now they tracing all my steps, well, you got my blessing
Hard grind, fire kush is all we twist
Bitch, my life a party, fuck your guest list
Pressure from a hater, never feel again
Aye, aye
But they cannot compete so they play pretend
Hop in the Audi, pushing the throttle
Run up the mileage, I know I'm wilding
I′m with a model, I cannot stop, no
We don't follow trends, no way
We are not like them, no way
Look at their faces
Look at them hating
I stop and stare, like, yeah, we made it
I finally made it and it feel amazing
′Cause we don't follow trends, no way
We are not like them, no, no, no
We are not like them, no, no, no
We are not like them, no, no, no
Writer(s): Jordan Marie Capozzi, Daniel F Tuparia, Ayah Marar, Quinten Van Den Berg, Thomas Helsloot, Bokeir Ross Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com

