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lirik lagu what’s the move, zoey? – dj dax

verse (dax):
(caught an) op at bethesda, made his “doom eternal”
shot with no vest up, make you 6 feet shorter
now not impressive, ugh, said “reach for the”
“sky” like a tesla, write what i do like the

oregon trail, iceboi72: got me
colder than hail, nine callisto, got my
pack in the mail, y’all can’t see me with the
hands like it’s braille, i really could never

chase a hoe, i’m steady chasing the bag now
d.a.x. * best in the dmv, hands down
coochie on splooshie, i passed her the shamwow
69 snitchеs on me tryna’ rat out

get a lil’ moody b*tch gone * dana
hit a l!ck and told the teachers it ain’t us
wave it, leave a n*gga red * paint brush
y’all keep on yappin’ but really ain’t say nun’

verse (lax):
i throw ones in the air and take gas to the face
i’m a real dmv n*gga like chase
i feel like royalty, call me “your grace”
duffel full of hundreds, i’m catchin a case

i can’t trust these n*ggas, they snakes
i wear fruit of the loom, yo’ b*tch eatin my grapes
been live since dax dropped “the tape”
what’s that sh*t called, n*gga, “the tape”

these hoes love fake, it’s “heartificial”
this choppa gon’ tear through your parts and tissues
i’m up in my spirit, i’m charging crystals
keep talking that sh*t, you get bars and issues

feel like tyler, i’m a “wolf” and a “goblin”
hit from the back and your b*tch get to hoblin’
sick off this gold, i’m allergic to pollen
i’m doing sh*t by the books like robin * hey dude!

verse (dax/lax):
i been trappin’ out of pca
always on a roll like an easy
a, i don’t kid ’bout the heat like an easy
bake, i don’t need the cooch, i’ll just receive face

i don’t do sh*t the easy way
pour a 4 in the cup, that’s my gpa
i’m doing sh*t they can appreciate
your b*tch went out with me: guaranteed she ate

two bad hoes: that’s zoey, quinn
always keep one on each side like it’s 101
shooter a “rugrat,” he move with a tommy gun
they hear the “grr” of the choppa and prolly run

that ain’t my baby, i’m not tryna’ knock her up
doctor’s office, how we pulled up and shot ‘em up
can’t get a verse, you don’t got sh*t to offer up
outside the whip the same color as cough syrup

verse (dax):
lax just juuged his amiibo plug in bowie
ran up on they bag like “n*gga, what’s gucci?”
out of the cut, man, i shot at the plug, made him
futsal shuffle, fired my lil’ uzi

whipping up zoey, ugh, white
double cup with robotuss in the sprite
pass me that jaunt, man i need me a light
i don’t care that’s yo’ mans when i say it’s on sight

verse (lax):
she give me brain: nerdy quinn
pregnant b*tch, but this ain’t jaime lynn
big lax, i don’t like my b*tches thin
they carry arms like min min

i’m with my dogs like tin tin
q da fool, n*ggas win win win
i’m the big bad wolf, on her “chinny chin chin”
take shots to the face, i’m on gin, gin, gin

verse (lax/dax):
uppercase n*ggas: they talking all caps
dmv native, put me on the maps
real g*nius when i walk with the macs
n*ggas not real “not real?” like “that’s”

…hey dude!
she wanna “go link” but i’m out with the “crew”
ugh * pca hunnits, they blue
i just hit up zoey, i said “what’s the move?”

- dj dax

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