Motion ft. FuzzMack Lyrics

We got motion We get mo chips

Gotta cold wrist I gotta cold bitch

Sleeping on me imma wake you right up

Just like Folgers

Remember them times I was really fucked up I could still never owe shit

Riding with the slimes one of a kind

Smoking on Doja Ain't telling no lies hop in my ride with the V8 motor

Old nigga signed that line he switched sides he got demoted

Better let go of that pride call up my guys they get to rollin

Bad lil vibe with the real thick thighs shit make no sense

Baby I'm busy I'm counting the profit so I gotta focus

Remember them times I was shooting my shot she didn't notice

Now Im just draped in designer she rubbing on me like the lotion

Baby forgive me I'm sipping this Leany and that's why I'm dozing off

Take his lil bitch from him, he mad telling him don't get involved

A lot on my mental and kip gotta kennel

I stay on the road with the dogs Intercontinental bae

This not a rental Sit back lemme show you the stars

She say that she love to ride in fancy cars

I'm two blocks away you can hear the exhaust

She two shots away from coming out her drawers

He two shots away from living with the stars

Aye we livin large its a new day today imma get me some guap

And it's too late to play on my way to the top

Like a shoelace today imma get me a knot

We got motion We get mo chips

Gotta cold wrist I gotta cold bitch

Sleeping on me imma wake you right up Just like Folgers

Remember them times I was really fucked up

I could still never owe shit

Riding with the slimes one of a kind

Smoking on Doja

Ain't telling no lies hop in my ride with the V8 motor

Old nigga signed that line, he switched sides, he got demoted

Better let go of that pride, call up my guys, they get to rollin

Young nigga came a long way knew I'd always be chosen

Making this music not only my heart put my soul in

I stay on my grind and I'm on the rise I'm never foldin

Givenchi the slides I cruise in the ride tell bro let the hoes in

Hundreds and fifty's gotta fill up the truck with the semis

Damn my brother got stuck with a sentence

Kept it real he had perfect attendance

Ride a sport and my bracelet tennis

Diamonds shining you must pay attention

That's my old bitch never no tension

I'm just on the road to the riches

In the backseat smoking on pippen

I'm catching vibes the Stars in the sky

No you can't know what I'm sipping

I did a line and she did a line then I fucked both of ya bitches

And you think I'm blind don't wear a disguise

Young nigga telling no lies you see the pain in my eyes

We got motion

We get mo chips

Gotta cold wrist I gotta cold bitch

Sleeping on me imma wake you right up

Just like Folgers

Remember them times I was really fucked up

I could still never owe shit

Riding with the slimes one of a kind

Smoking on Doja

Ain't telling no lies hop in my ride with the V8 motor

Old nigga signed that line, he switched sides, he got demoted

Better let go of that pride call up my guys they get to rollin