Motion
Yeah-yeah, yeah-yeah
Yeah (yes sir!)
My neck hurt, big diamond chain on me, baby
You don't need your purse, everythin' on me, baby
She say I dress nice, and I'm handsome
Bae, you know you fine, where you get all that ass from?
Racks in my pocket, dreams overflowin'
Them niggas not here, we got heavy motion
I'm smoking on Cactus, three-five when I roll up (yeah)
I'm swingin' in traffic, I'm Mr. Beat The Road
Fuck the beef, nigga, what a cheat, nigga (cheat, nigga)
Fire up the joint, boy, stay on point, boy (on point)
Pull her hair, smack her ass, she call me daddy when I maim her
Fuck her from the back, she lookin' back at it when I maim her
Niggas pump-fakin', they ain't have another in a little
Pussy niggas hatin', it only matter I'm still their nigga
I'm screamin', "Free the real niggas still sittin' behind that wall"
I got dog shit on me, I'm the fuckin' biggest dog
Two trap phones ringin', bitch, I'm tryna get it off
I got two middle fingers, and I give 'em to the law
Two trap phones ringin', bitch, I'm tryna get it off
I got two middle fingers, and I give 'em to the law
My neck hurt, big diamond chain on me, baby
You don't need your purse, everythin' on me, baby
She say I dress nice, and I'm handsome
Bae, you know you fine, where you get all that ass from?
Racks in my pocket, dreams overflowin'
Them niggas not here, we got heavy motion
I'm smoking on Cactus, three-five when I roll up (yeah)
I'm swingin' in traffic, I'm Mr. Beat The Road
Yeah (yes sir!)
My neck hurt, big diamond chain on me, baby
You don't need your purse, everythin' on me, baby
She say I dress nice, and I'm handsome
Bae, you know you fine, where you get all that ass from?
Racks in my pocket, dreams overflowin'
Them niggas not here, we got heavy motion
I'm smoking on Cactus, three-five when I roll up (yeah)
I'm swingin' in traffic, I'm Mr. Beat The Road
Fuck the beef, nigga, what a cheat, nigga (cheat, nigga)
Fire up the joint, boy, stay on point, boy (on point)
Pull her hair, smack her ass, she call me daddy when I maim her
Fuck her from the back, she lookin' back at it when I maim her
Niggas pump-fakin', they ain't have another in a little
Pussy niggas hatin', it only matter I'm still their nigga
I'm screamin', "Free the real niggas still sittin' behind that wall"
I got dog shit on me, I'm the fuckin' biggest dog
Two trap phones ringin', bitch, I'm tryna get it off
I got two middle fingers, and I give 'em to the law
Two trap phones ringin', bitch, I'm tryna get it off
I got two middle fingers, and I give 'em to the law
My neck hurt, big diamond chain on me, baby
You don't need your purse, everythin' on me, baby
She say I dress nice, and I'm handsome
Bae, you know you fine, where you get all that ass from?
Racks in my pocket, dreams overflowin'
Them niggas not here, we got heavy motion
I'm smoking on Cactus, three-five when I roll up (yeah)
I'm swingin' in traffic, I'm Mr. Beat The Road
Credits
Writer(s): Devante Mccreary, Nathan Silfain, Zmereha Yuriy
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