Poetry In Motion

Mane yall know what the fuck going on
Had to bring a special guest to the goodfellas set tonight

We gon smoking be at kickback
Everywhere we go know we got that pack
Speaking to these thotties know these bitches bad
And we gon be so high so high
If I spark the L you gon have to match
Girl you know the rules why you getting mad
You blowing all my smoke what's the fun in that
Please dont blow my high
No no no

Yeah, see my side bitch she the type to call you back
When she mad it always end with my bad
Swear to God that shit is sad
See the other one be troublesome
But she an acrobat doing tricks and flips and shit
Yelling screaming back
You know I'm all for that
Got her falling off the bed (yeah)
See my main bitch she that makes sense
She an allstar she a champion
And when she done we both did
What I'm saying I got bitches everywhere
I got bitches that dream about me
Doing shit to they nigga thinking they doing it to me
And he be like damn bae where you get this shit from
When in reality he should be thinking who you got this shit from
Cause the truth is in her mind I'm in ear like coaches be
I'm fly nigga that's the reason she notice me
Got her dreaming bout the time we was on the beach
If you listen close you can hear she coming for me
And I just be relaxing like nigga just enjoy the seat

We gon smoking be at kickback
Everywhere we go know we got that pack
Gaming on these thotties know these bitches bad
And we gon be so high so high
If I spark the L you gon have to match
Girl you know the rules why you getting mad
You blowing all my smoke what's the fun in that
Please dont blow my high
No no no

With the gang where your friends at
Chilling for some hours we all blew a half
She gone off one L now she throwing ass
Baby hop in my ride
Know your body Im a psychic
Got you in love off one night kiss
Give her dick and weed that itis
Turned on by my touch just call me Midas
Fuck with that pressure don't fuck with that regular
I want you you and who next to her
Ready to go baby girl is you ready
Back to your crib that's if you let me
I'm your wave and I got jetskis
Kicking it with you is a goal like I'm Messi
I need your mind you body don't impress me
She ask you my name I told the bitch Belli
She ask my name I told the bitch Ziggy
We the goodfellas taking over the city
Don't do the small talk let's get to the business
Hop in this whip if you trying to kick it

We gon smoking be at kickback
Everywhere we go know we got that pack
Speaking to these thotties know these bitches bad
And we gon be so high so high
If I spark the L you gon have to match
I know you know the rules why you getting mad
You blowing all my smoke what's the fun in that
Please dont blow my high
No no no



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Writer(s): Stephon Johnson
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