MOTION lyrics

[Intro]
Nate outta here

[Verse 1: Lil RK]
She a pro (she a pro)
And I know from the way she hold the pole
I could tell from the way she finna hold it
Give her my devotion
Drink it like a potion
She be on her pro sh*t
Act like she don't know sh*t
Better stop coming to the crib, go get your own sh*t
Got a lot of girls at the crib, we getting motion
Yeah, yeah, yeah, we getting motion (motion)
Act like she don’t know sh*t, yeah (yeah)
Ride it up, ride it up
Deeper than the ocean
Light it up, light it up
Show you my dеvotion
Amateur, but I know she be on hеr pro sh*t
Like the way she hold sh*t
I know that she know sh*t

[Verse 2: skibidiyegooner]
Oh, oh, I know that she know sh*t
I know that she know it, but she never even saw it (saw it)
Flood it, then I hit his ass, b*tch I'm off the tonic (tonic)
Shoes off in my house or I'ma hit you, hoe (hoe, hoe)
She my spouse, ring up on her pinky toe (toe, toe)
Speeding off, turn around, turn around, t-turn around
Pull my pants up, I gotta get my bands up
b*tch be sending stanzas
Back as big as Santa (Santa)
I ain’t sending no texts, I'm in the other town (town)
I ain't picking up, I'm tryna get this down (down)
We broke as hell, you should have been home by now (now)
Uh, I take it off the top (off the top, top, pop)
When I'm pouring out the liquor make it pop (make it pop, pop)
Hit another store, we hit the shop (hit the shop, shop)
Got another bag, we finna cop (finna cop, cop, cop)
Hey, pop it off the top (top)
Pop it off the top
Hey, I've been on my way, I'ma make it to the top (top)
Tell my bro for sure if you wanna get some top (top)
Pop it off the top
Hey, I'm gonna get some top
[Verse 3: Brayden Loving & Noah Adams]
Wait, it’s the same stuff everyday
Don’t tell me what I'm doing wrong I’ll ask God when I pray
Don't tell me drop the microphone when I got words to say
If you wanna play, then you gon' have to pay
They'll try to kill me now (yeah)
But it’s Sunday Night Gang (It's lit)
I'ma call you Stephen A. (what?)
This must be your first take (what?)
Shoutout Pat and Ty (yeah)
On Rizzmas they were great (yeah)
Now my verse is over (uh)
I'll send it off to Noer (yeah)
Ayo Bray, this is Noah, this show bout to be over
Get to looking, we are cooking
On this beat don't f*ck with me
On this beat don't f*ck with me
Cause I can play, I only ball
Like I'm Bron, I am the star
Sign me now, get me a car
Drive us far, right to the bar
Get to drilling, we are killing
Me and Bray some supervillains

[Verse 4: Brayden Loving]
Bray is back, take a flick
I'll show ‘em dangerous, on Nick
Twitter down like I'm Rick
I'ma get them on my, uh
I'm gon' get in motion, yeah
I'm gon' be a superstar
I'm gon' get some motion, yeah
I'm gon' bag a superstar
Bring me out to Hollywood
Get ‘em acting, playing good
Suburb life, ain't no hood
Get in character, you could
Me and Noah, back and forth
One yard short, we go on fourth
We out west, like we North
Yemerica will set the score (set the score, set the score, set the score)
[Outro: Patrick Madden]
Sunday night gang (Sunday night gang)