Moving Fast ft. IAMSU! & Money Montage Lyrics

Two Hundred-Fifty on the Dash, I'm Moving Fast

I heard they hating on the Gang just cuz we on they ass

I'm getting tricky with my drip, I'm rocking Ricky Raf

We holding class, you in the hall, but you don't got a pass

Naw, I can't drop the ball, this ain't New Years Eve

Whole Gang going dumb, we stupid deep

A baddie pull up Hot-and-Ready, call her Uber Eats

I'm thumbing thru a lil something before I go to sleep

I'm Ready to ball, I'm ready to bang, fuck what you niggas be saying

I'm Righting my wrongs, making the change, lotta y'all niggas be playing

Banging the gang, claiming the lane, hard to get out like a stain

You bitches insane, you niggas be lame, But I can never complain

I just keep addin to my status

And I'm not talking street wear, but I'm tryna cop a Palace

The shit I'm on exclusive, had to open up my palette

No matter how they tip the scales I always catch my balance

No challenge, no callous, got fresh feet when I run this shit

Prezidential superstar, I'm bout to start a government

No time for apologies if y'all was on some other shit

Manifest a threesome wit my main chick and my other bitch

Jealous of the love I get, my bitch from the republic

You can take them shopping, I just bag em like its publix

I just been consistently building, and now they lovin' it

I just copped a whip wit no keys, and now I'm gunnin' it

That's stupid fast

Two Hundred-Fifty on the Dash, I'm Moving Fast

I heard they hating on the Gang just cuz we on they ass

I'm getting tricky with my drip, I'm rocking Ricky Raf

We holding class, you in the hall, but you don't got a pass

Naw, I can't drop the ball, this ain't New Years Eve

Whole Gang going dumb, we stupid deep

A baddie pull up Hot-and-Ready, call her Uber Eats

I'm thumbing thru a lil something before I go to sleep

Okay, what the hell did you expect?

I'm posin' in my pictures like they do not pose a threat

Run your money up is what I heavily suggest

My pendant and my chain is sittin' heavy on my neck

My LLC and legacy is perfectly intact

Ain't tryna keep up with nobody else, I'm tryna stack

They got you in a 720, why you sign that?

Can't even see you lames, I need a magnifying glass

Uh-huh, okay, I think that did the trick

I'm posted in the cut, masked up like I'm sick

I'm from the nickel dime, but I'm callin' it the Nick

I ain't have to do it, but I did it off the strength

I press like bench, I press like curl

I can never fall out with my dogs, we too thorough

Out in NYC and I get love in every borough

Big extendo blunt with multiple strains, look like a churro

Two Hundred-Fifty on the Dash, I'm Moving Fast

I heard they hating on the Gang just cuz we on they ass

I'm getting tricky with my drip, I'm rocking Ricky Raf

We holding class, you in the hall, but you don't got a pass

Naw, I can't drop the ball, this ain't New Years Eve

Whole Gang going dumb, we stupid deep

A baddie pull up Hot-and-Ready, call her Uber Eats

I'm thumbing thru a lil something before I go to sleep