Dare You 2 Move (feat. Problem)

I doin' 95 on the 15
 Drive cray like a nigga fifteen
 High as fuck yeah I'm bout to O.D.
 Oh lord I don't wanna see the police
 Cause nobody's home, I'm gone
 And I hope to death I'm wrong, talking nasty on my phone
 She's like what kinda drugs you on?
 None, I'm just a guy who likes to have fun
 And you seem like you wanna have none
 So I'm done
 Whoop, talking to your ass
 Let me call another bitch up
 Damn I'm bout to crash, I almost ran into a pick up
 Get higher wit yo' hands it's a motherfuckin' stick up
 I Dare you to move
 I dare you to move
 I dare you to move
 What kind of drugs you on motherfucker?
 I dare you to move
 What? Smoking a joint when I arrive
 That's what those winners do
 Bitch don't be killing my vibe, your money is short as an interlude
 Boy you can't swim with a shark
 Flip before I bite off your inner tube
 Baby he fine, I am the man for the job, we can skip all the interviews
 I'm a come over and into you take it
 Take it like you suppose to
 Have us some more drinks then we get naked
 Getting that pussy, go postal on me
 Then hop right back in the diamond lane
 Fuck Police pulled up side me man
 I dare you to move
 (Fuck me)
 (I'm talking to the bitches, yeah)
 (That shit go crazy)
 She like what kinda drugs you on?
 None, I'm just a guy who likes to have fun
 And you seem like you wanna have none
 So I'm done
 Whoop, talking to your ass
 Let me call another bitch up
 Damn I'm bout to crash, I almost ran into a pick up
 Get higher wit yo' hands it's a motherfuckin' stick up!!
 I Dare you to move
 I dare you to move
 I dare you to move
 What kind of drugs you on motherfucker?
 I dare you to move