Motion God Lyrics by Moneybagg Yo is a New English song from the album “Hard to Love” sung by popular rapper Moneybagg Yo. Lyrics of this song are penned down by Moneybagg Yo and music produced by Skywalker OG.
Motion God Song Details
Singer : Moneybagg Yo
Album : Hard to Love
Lyrics : Moneybagg Yo, Skywalker OG, T-Head
Music : Skywalker OG, T-Head
Motion God Lyrics
Yeah, yeah, mmm, let’s get it
Let’s get it, ni**a
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 b*tches out they body and these ni***s in they chests
I post these racks up, just to motivate my ni***s, 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 b*tch, I’m blessed (I’m like “Yes”)
What’s the word?
Smokin’ gumbo, urn, I’m up third 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 word up 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 f**k out her dodge (Mane, I was gone)
I pop my sh*t, them folks gon’ pay me to ball (Show must go on)
Cut that b*tch 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 it, am I movin’ P’s? Smoothest motion you done seen
This sh*t here gon’ sell itself, 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 b*tch 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 f**k out her dodge (Mane, I was gone)
I pop my sh*t, them folks gon’ pay me to ball (Show must go on)
Cut that b*tch off, she ain’t pick up when I call (If I did that, then I’d be wrong, wrong)