Keep It Moving feat. Marcus Fench - Jeremih

Wh where my cup?
City ticket on my truck
Man they coulda passed me
Damn that shit Ras B

Wh where my cup?
I'm tip now I don't give no fuck
And oh  she thought she had me
I just figured last week

Keep It Moving

It's my time I don't need it

Keep It Moving

Even if it's on my own

Him and B woah
Hennessy flow
All these ze ros
I done seen dough turn hella

Industry to industry hoes
Let me see those
I'm just trynna chill
And make a little money
My nigga D Rose

Now, you ain't seen me
Ridin' 'round in a minute
But when I'm seen, I got the diamonds on
Hatin' ass niggas at the coffee shop
Got the nerve to tell me
That I'm grindin' wrong

Bet his girl would want to come
want a steak
Penthouse up in Vegas
Mandalay with an ass like
My God give it a praise
If I smack that, Annie May
It'll be ok just

Damn drinkin again
Tokin'  not thinkin' again
I can share your heart in bed, love
Next day not speaking again

Gotta keep my wheels, G
Yes ma'am that's why we in a Benz
Don't be my reason to vent
Slow stroke that ass while the record spins

I pulls up, black cherry wet
I'm here now, and I mean trouble
My checks way more than I thought they would be
I been seein' double

I used to ride this old Cavalier
Smoked out on the Dan Ryan
With the fan flyin'
Cause the air was broke
I'm good now, but back then I was like

Shutup
Drunk text she call
Tell her

Sorry, I hope get
Better
But for me to deal with that right now
never