Motion

Two
You can try your hardest
But never will hit my bitch
Shawty want a nigga with benefits

Tryna fly out the country, get lit
Hold up, you know I'm the shit
Not finna sit and act illiterate
Told her I'm good as it gets

Wait till it's diamonds all over your wrist
Cause she gon' bust it open for a nigga with some motion
Stop playin' around, I need you to focus
She gon' bust it open for a nigga with some motion

Bust it, bust it open, yeah, bust it, bust it open

Told her stand in line if she lookin' to get chosen
Took her on a trip just to calm the commotion

If she suck it good, she deserve a promotion
What it is hoe, what's up
Can a nigga get in them guts
Might make a baby, I really don't give a fuck
She bust it open cause a nigga run it up

You can try your hardest
But never will hit my bitch
Shawty want a nigga with benefits

Tryna fly out the country, get lit
Hold up, you know I'm the shit
Not finna sit and act illiterate
Told her I'm good as it gets

Wait till it's diamonds all over your wrist
Cause she gon' bust it open for a nigga with some motion
Stop playin' around, I need you to focus
She gon' bust it open for a nigga with some motion

Bust it, bust it open, yeah, bust it, bust it open

So much ass you notice
Giggle while you stroke it
Got her going crazy
Beautiful like lotus
Slim fit, she be pokin
Feelin' like I'm Juvie when I hit it in slow motion
What it is hoe, tell me what it is

You can hit my line, you can get the biz
Ain't tellin' lies, I got no reason to fibb
Do this with no deal, she gon' post me on the reel

You can try your hardest
But never will hit my bitch
Shawty want a nigga with benefits
Tryna fly out the country, get lit

Hold up, you know I'm the shit
Not finna sit and act illiterate
Told her I'm good as it gets
Wait till it's diamonds all over your wrist
Cause she gon' bust it open for a nigga with some motion

Stop playin' around, I need you to focus
She gon' bust it open for a nigga with some motion
Bust it, bust it open, yeah, bust it, bust it open

Aye she gon' bust it open for a nigga with some real motion

Man, stop playin
We hot, but it's a cold summer
Y'all know what I'm sayin
Ayy, too cold, too cold university

Ayy, look, I got the merch on my back right now, man



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Writer(s): Darian Jackson
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