M.O.T.S.

Bad bitch, she from Texas, got that molly keep my soul in order

So far I claim that I'm the light shining on you niggas
Might bounce around from town to town and I really be skipping breakfast
I really wanna cop that cyber truck but a nigga ain't tryna loan
Young nigga headstrong, needa trust me corazon

I know you see it nigga
Moonwalking on the sun, ask ya girl, bet she know about me
Skin gleaming nigga
Used to chase honor roll, now I'm running to the dough
I know you see it nigga
Moonwalking on the sun, ask ya girl, bet she know about me
Skin gleaming nigga
Used to chase honor roll, now I'm running to the dough

Finna pop the trunk on em
Whip full of all these kicks
Bitch call a nigga sensei
Do whatever I say
Feeling real faded, sipping on juice from the batcave

I was in that Florida water
Bad bitch she from Texas, got that molly keep my soul in order
And I don't fuck with soda
Water I sip, when she suck she don't wanna throw up

I know you see it nigga
Moonwalking on the sun, ask ya girl, bet she know about me
Skin gleaming nigga
Used to chase honor roll, now I'm running to the dough
I know you see it nigga
Moonwalking on the sun, ask ya girl, bet she know about me
Skin gleaming nigga
Used to chase honor roll, now I'm running to the dough

Rockstar



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Writer(s): Emmanuel Olasogba
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