Moneybagg Yo - Motion God lyrics

Yeah, yeah, mmm, let's get it
Let's get it, nigga yeah, yeah, yeah, go

See my eyes, red, I'm off these meds (yeah)
Off the love, they do that for me
I ain't gotta put nothin' on his head (No)
Got these bitches out they body and
These niggas in they chests
I post these racks up, just
To motivate my niggas, ain't tryna flex
(True) don't go broke tryna try
That, 'cause every week, i'm private jet
These rappеrs need a stylist bad
But I ain't use a stylist yet (Ha)
Sign a million dollar contract
Send my boxеrs through a text (Quick)
Wake up, check my bank account
Phone numbers in that bitch, i'm blessed
(I'm like "Yes")
What's the word? Smokin' gumbo, 'erb
I'm up there right now (Up)
In the air, I'm free as a bird
Plus I'm fly right now (Drip)
Talkin' slurred, can't pronounce a verb in
This booth right now (Throw)
Full of syrup, I might kiss the curb
In this coupe right now (Skrrt)

Plenty fancy cars (Got too many)
It's a whole lot of motion involved
(Know I'm heavy)
Diamonds and tattoos cover my scars
(You can't see 'em)
New Cadillac bulletproof
Cost three hundred large (That's necessary)
Make a killin', it's a crime what I charge
(How much you want?)
I got some racks and got
The fuck out her dodge (Mane, I was gone)
I pop my shit, them folks gon' pay me to ball
(Show must go on) cut that bitch off
She ain't pick up when I call
(If I did that, then I'd be wrong, wrong)

I just hit another city (Where?)
No need to look around for 'em
I brought the vibes with me (Right here)
Fresh off the press, a cool seven hundred
All Benji's (Blues)
Still sippin' wock
I get the Sprite and pour some lines in it
(Pour) can't see, my eyes tinted (No)
Made a M, I'm movin' P's
Smoothest motion you done seen
This shit here gon' sell it'self, just wait
That cup on top of the bean
One of my hoes shop at Chanel
One of my hoes can't stay off SHEIN
You sold that bitch so many
Dreams, quit pillow talkin', go to sleep
I can't go like 'Pac (No) , bulletproof
'cause they takin' shots (Bah)
Been reppin' it 'round the world
Now my hood a famous block (Homes)
Got plenty hoes, clothes, shows, bowls
Primary goals
I need me some more, I'm goin' up
Like the Lambo' Aventador doors (Up)

Plenty fancy cars (Got too many)
It's a whole lot of motion involved
(Know I'm heavy)
Diamonds and tattoos cover my scars
(You can't see 'em)
New Cadillac bulletproof
Cost three hundred large (That's necessary)
Make a killin', it's a crime what I charge
(How much you want?)
I got some racks and got
The fuck out her dodge (Mane, I was gone)
I pop my shit, them folks gon' pay me to ball
(Show must go on) cut that bitch off
She ain't pick up when I call
(If I did that, then I'd be wrong, wrong)