Motion God

Eh-eh, uh

Let's get it, let's get it, ****

Uh-uh, ah, yeah

Go!

See my eyes red, I'm off these meds

Off the love, they do that for me

I ain't gotta put nothin' on his head

Got these bitches out they body

And these **** in they chest

I post these racks up just to motivate my ****

I ain't tryna flex

Don’t go broke tryna try that

'Cause every week, I'm private jet

These rappers need a stylist bad

But I ain't used a stylist, yet

Signin' million dollar contracts in my boxers through a text

Wake up, check my bank account

Phone numbers in that bitch, I'm blessed

I'm like, "Yes"

What's the word? Smokin' gumbo herb

I'm up there right now (Up)

In the air, I'm free as a bird

Plus, I'm fly right now

Talkin' slurred

Can't pronounce a verb in this booth right now

Full of syrup

I might kiss the curb in this coupe right now (Skrrt)

Plenty of fancy cars (Got too many)

It's a whole lot of motion involved (Know I'm havin')

Diamonds and tattoos cover my scars (You can't see 'em)

New Cadillac, bulletproof, cost 300 large (That's necessary)

Make a killing, it's a crime what I charge (How much you want?)

I got some racks and got the fuck outta dodge (Mane, I was gone)

I pop my shit, them folks gon' pay me to ball (Show must go on)

Cut that bitch off, she ain't pick up when I called (If I did that, then I'd be wrong-wrong)

I just hit another city (Where?)

No need to look around for 'em, I brought the vibes with me (Right here)

Fresh off the press, a cool 700, all Benjis (Blues)

Still sippin' wock, I get the Sprite and po' some lines in it (Po')

Can't see my eyes tinted (No)

Made a M off movin' Ps

Smoothest motion you done seen

This shit here gon' sell itself

Just weigh that cup on top of the beam

One of my hoes shop in Chanel

One of my hoes can't stay off SHEIN

You sold that bitch so many dreams

Quit pillow talkin', go to sleep

I can't go like Pac (No)

Bulletproof 'cause they takin' shots

Been reppin' it 'round the world, now my hood a famous block

Got plenty hoes, clothes, shows, bows, srimary goals

I need me some mo', I'm goin' up like the Lambo' Aventador doors

Plenty of fancy cars (Got too many)

It's a whole lot of motion involved (Know I'm havin')

Diamonds and tattoos cover my scars (You can't see 'em)

New Cadillac, bulletproof, cost 300 large (That's necessary)

Make a killing, it's a crime what I charge (How much you want?)

I got some racks and got the fuck outta dodge (Mane, I was gone)

I pop my shit, them folks gon' pay me to ball (Show must go on)

Cut that bitch off, she ain't pick up when I called (If I did that, then I'd be wrong-wrong)