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Hard At Life (Move The Bale) (ft. Unhkl Flex)

Juice WRLD

Hard At Life (Move The Bale) (ft. Unhkl Flex) lyrics

Intro Unhkl Flex Ohoh (Joey you want one)   Verse 1 Juice WRLD I hope you understand when you call my phone Hear the ringtone leave a message at the tone I was movin bales baby leave me alone I was movin bales baby leave me alone Why you gotta call my phone no Im not at home Baby let me roam money on my phone Take you shoppin up in Rome just to put you in your place huh I dont wanna hear shit when Im out of state huh They was talking down to me but thats AOkay huh My new AK just like man down mayday huh Run in your house whеre the safe huh Nobody in hеre is safe huh Hands in the air I can see him a stick on lil nigga whats up in your place huh place huh   Chorus Unhkl Flex She gon move her ass just like I move the bale She gon move her ass just like I move the bale She gon move her ass just like I move the bale She gon move her ass just like I move the bale   Verse 2 Unhkl Flex Im moving a quart with a hundredthousanddollar chain on I got an AMG probably three years on the front the courthouse look like Chicco And my baby mama thought shed leave the AMG and gon jump me in Range Rover I get the fuck up outta Indiana then I go meet up with my main girl I was saved by the bell the way that Im moving saving me from jail You aint got no clientele my nigga then you aint gotta hit my cell I got a Glock with a scope and a beam and extension fuck around and probably evoke Kill everybody tryna take my gold Illuminati shawty prolly take his soul Verse 3 Juice WRLD I kick this shit like this shit is karate I take a Xanny and die with a Molly uh I just got drunk on the party that bitch so fake that I call her a Barbie uh Run up on me then Im shooting yo girl gon ride me like my shit a Harley ooh (Pewpew pew) Do I love her Hardly I was smokin on that Marley ooh You know I cant keep up but they need us My brother movin bales like Adidas Yeah he got his stripes up we some hoopers uh Shorty wanna kick it I told her this isnt FIFA You can catch me rollin reefer huh Rollin papers like my last name Khalifa huh ayy I be movin faster than a cheetah Expose hoes yeah you know that bitch a cheater hey I was in the trap I was movin bales Wit a broke heart baby can you fucking tell Huh ayy I wont kiss and tell send it through the mail huh My love letter in a song send it through the mail   Bridge Unhkl Flex She gon move her ass just like I move— (Ohoh) She gon move her ass just like I move— (Just like I move)   Verse 4 Juice WRLD Ayy move them bales I dont trust them niggas Niggas tattletale ayy I can tell Pull up on the scene my 40 on my belt I been ballin out I feel like Raymond Felton I was movin bales while you was in diapers I was movin bales yeah I was sellin hyper Pull up in that Viper drive it like a Spider Fuckin with the bales that shit suicidal ayy