MotionBoys
(Gang, gang, on gang)
(All of my niggas having motion)
(Pull up)
(Bitch on gang)
(What i say)
(Shakeback shit in this bitch)
(Gang, Luh E in this hoe)
All of my niggas having motion
All of my niggas bang blue some out the ocean
Pull up and cause a commotion
Ain't with the dissing and shit so stop all the posting
I be putting shit on like some lotion
Man and Luh E having young nigga motion
I feel a wizard how i pour up a potion
These shells they hot leave a young nigga roasted
On the block like a folk so you know i stay posted
Never sold bow's but i stay with a Visa
Got too many opps can't be social to people
The glock to his face watch he change his demeanor
Got a fat white plug and his ass name Peter
I feel like a ghost when i pull up they scream
It's feeling like Christmas got the red and green beams
Say he want smoke i pull up with steam
I'm feeling these hoes i feel like Hakeem
We each having motion it is what it seems
I stay getting high I'm up with the trees
I'm in love with the honey bitch call me a bee on gang
I upped left him froze nigga sound like Elsa
His potna got dropped but the gang couldn't help it
I'ma rock with the chop, I'm a rockstar rebel
Got whip in the autodrop slide in a Tesla on God
On my block in the field like Spencer
Chasing woods after woods i should catch me a splinter
I'ma real ass nigga i could never be realer
Now i'm off on this hoe fixing to slide on some niggas
(FTOS, MurderRate for life)
(Bitch)
(We run this bitch on gang let's go)
(All of my niggas having motion)
(Pull up)
(Bitch on gang)
(What i say)
(Shakeback shit in this bitch)
(Gang, Luh E in this hoe)
All of my niggas having motion
All of my niggas bang blue some out the ocean
Pull up and cause a commotion
Ain't with the dissing and shit so stop all the posting
I be putting shit on like some lotion
Man and Luh E having young nigga motion
I feel a wizard how i pour up a potion
These shells they hot leave a young nigga roasted
On the block like a folk so you know i stay posted
Never sold bow's but i stay with a Visa
Got too many opps can't be social to people
The glock to his face watch he change his demeanor
Got a fat white plug and his ass name Peter
I feel like a ghost when i pull up they scream
It's feeling like Christmas got the red and green beams
Say he want smoke i pull up with steam
I'm feeling these hoes i feel like Hakeem
We each having motion it is what it seems
I stay getting high I'm up with the trees
I'm in love with the honey bitch call me a bee on gang
I upped left him froze nigga sound like Elsa
His potna got dropped but the gang couldn't help it
I'ma rock with the chop, I'm a rockstar rebel
Got whip in the autodrop slide in a Tesla on God
On my block in the field like Spencer
Chasing woods after woods i should catch me a splinter
I'ma real ass nigga i could never be realer
Now i'm off on this hoe fixing to slide on some niggas
(FTOS, MurderRate for life)
(Bitch)
(We run this bitch on gang let's go)
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Writer(s): La’quon Holt
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