Motion
Lyrics
Makers
Move out the way cause I'm having motion
Got on my grind no I can't lose focus
I'm bout to drown cause lil mama soaking
I'm moving on you still on that old shit
Extended the clip I see em approaching
She on a pill she pop it like Motrin
I'm in the field they think that I'm coaching
My hands on the wheel I know they patrolling
Whole lotta racks stuffed in my jeans
Heard he a rat can't get no cheese
Hop in the whip push start no keys
Make me flip take a flight overseas
Said he want smoke we give him gelato
She wanna go yeah she wanna swallow
I piped up her up she look just like a model
I hit that lick they think I hit the lotto
I stay on go you get hit with the auto
Think that it's beef knock the meat out his taco
I paint her face she call me Aristotle
Can't trust nobody not even my shadow
Pull up to the trap better come to the back door
We in a loft but we start in the bando
I get the cake she blow me like a candle
They watching my moves got em stuck on my channel
Gotta white bitch that I fuck like a panda
I gotta sack they calling me Santa
I'm with my team trying to break through the banner
She booting up off that tony Montana
Put him in the dirt put you on a shirt
She do it no hands she suck and she slurp
We gettin rich I'm breaking the curse
Money and sex the money come first
Gone out of sight I'm gone travel the earth
Stay on my grind I been like that since birth
They can't see the vision I look through a tunnel
Boy you a duck I'm calling ya Donald
Move out the way cause I'm having motion
Got on my grind no I can't lose focus
I'm bout to drown cause lil mama soaking
I'm moving on you still on that old shit
Extended the clip I see em approaching
She on a pill she pop it like Motrin
I'm in the field they think that I'm coaching
My hands on the wheel I know they patrolling
Whole lotta racks stuffed in my jeans
Heard he a rat can't get no cheese
Hop in the whip push start no keys
Make me flip take a flight overseas
Said he want smoke we give him gelato
She wanna go yeah she wanna swallow
I piped up her up she look just like a model
I hit that lick they think I hit the lotto
Makers
Move out the way cause I'm having motion
Got on my grind no I can't lose focus
I'm bout to drown cause lil mama soaking
I'm moving on you still on that old shit
Extended the clip I see em approaching
She on a pill she pop it like Motrin
I'm in the field they think that I'm coaching
My hands on the wheel I know they patrolling
Whole lotta racks stuffed in my jeans
Heard he a rat can't get no cheese
Hop in the whip push start no keys
Make me flip take a flight overseas
Said he want smoke we give him gelato
She wanna go yeah she wanna swallow
I piped up her up she look just like a model
I hit that lick they think I hit the lotto
I stay on go you get hit with the auto
Think that it's beef knock the meat out his taco
I paint her face she call me Aristotle
Can't trust nobody not even my shadow
Pull up to the trap better come to the back door
We in a loft but we start in the bando
I get the cake she blow me like a candle
They watching my moves got em stuck on my channel
Gotta white bitch that I fuck like a panda
I gotta sack they calling me Santa
I'm with my team trying to break through the banner
She booting up off that tony Montana
Put him in the dirt put you on a shirt
She do it no hands she suck and she slurp
We gettin rich I'm breaking the curse
Money and sex the money come first
Gone out of sight I'm gone travel the earth
Stay on my grind I been like that since birth
They can't see the vision I look through a tunnel
Boy you a duck I'm calling ya Donald
Move out the way cause I'm having motion
Got on my grind no I can't lose focus
I'm bout to drown cause lil mama soaking
I'm moving on you still on that old shit
Extended the clip I see em approaching
She on a pill she pop it like Motrin
I'm in the field they think that I'm coaching
My hands on the wheel I know they patrolling
Whole lotta racks stuffed in my jeans
Heard he a rat can't get no cheese
Hop in the whip push start no keys
Make me flip take a flight overseas
Said he want smoke we give him gelato
She wanna go yeah she wanna swallow
I piped up her up she look just like a model
I hit that lick they think I hit the lotto
Writer(s): Nicholas Maddox, Wesley Jones
Copyright(s): Lyrics © DistroKid
Lyrics Licensed & Provided by LyricFind
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