Suits On

[Intro: Vinnin]
Tryna stack them bricks before I move on
Move on
Nah, nah, nah, nah-yeah, nah-yeah

[Chorus: Vinnin]
Tryna stack them bricks before I move on
Like how MJ did 'em steps before that moonwalk
I hit that spot like way too hot, I had to cool off
They had me trippin' in the past, I had to move on

Now I'm trippin' in my pockets, 'cause they too long
I'm by the fire with your shawty, in my futon
We 'bout that business we be sleeping with our suits on
They movin' shaky, had to cut 'em like a coupon (Uh)

[Verse 1: Stay Swaying]
Aye, get in my bag and I'mma take you to the right route
Hop in a jag and we gon' ride until the night's out
You got my back evеn though, we go through the fights now
All I want is for us to reach nеw heights now

Where was you now?
When I was falling from the sky now
When was you down?
When I, couldn't break a dime now
You told me love was more
Than breaking up your spine now
Now we move on and
I'm crying all my rhymes out

You my bread, I'm the butter that you need, yah
When I hit it from the back, I love the way you scream, ma
Going show after show, to see the movies, yah
You the life of the film, it really moved me, ma

Now I'm hitting your line, to get some takeout and dine
You want seafood or wine?
Baby, know that you fine
We like Bonnie and Clyde, just two partners in crime
And if we ever serve time, just know that you mine

[Chorus: Vinnin]
Tryna stack them bricks before I move on
Like how MJ did 'em steps before that moonwalk
I hit that spot like way too hot, I had to cool off
They had me trippin' in the past, I had to move on (Ya-ya, yah, yah)

Now I'm trippin' in my pockets, 'cause they too long
I'm by the fire with your shawty, in my futon
We 'bout that business, we be sleeping with our suits on
They movin' shaky, had to cut 'em like a coupon (Uh-yea)

[Verse 2: Vinnin]
Steady flippin' through the TV
One day, they gon' see me
Rappin' like I'm Drizzy, making songs about the Kiki's
Need my money 3D
Dollar for the peace tea
Lotta fake friends, steady beggin' for the ETs

Watch how they gon' praise me, I been grinding lately
I just needa Richard, Rollie, Patek and an AP
They be gettin' lazy, struggle on the daily
Startin' to make sense, I see the reason why they hate me

[Chorus: Vinnin]
Tryna stack them bricks before I move on
Like how MJ did 'em steps before that moon walk
I hit that spot like way too hot, I had to cool off
They had me trippin' in the past, I had to move on

Now I'm trippin' in my pockets, 'cause they too long
I'm by the fire with your shawty, in my futon
We 'bout that business, we be sleeping with our suits on
They movin' shaky, had to cut 'em like a coupon (Uh-yea)