Written by:Quavious Marshall/Kiari Cephus/Kirsnick Ball/Onika Maraj/Belcalis Almanzar/Shane Lindstrom/Kevin Gomringer/Tim Gomringer
Producer:Murda Beatz/Cu Beatz

Yeah woo

M M M Murda

Motorsport yeah put that thing in sports skrrt skrrt
Shawty bad bad pop her like a cork pop it
You a dork never been a sport dork yeah
Pull up woo woo jumpin' out the court jump
Cotton candy drink my cup tastes like the fair cotton
Straight up there where we didn't take the stairs where
Faced my fears fears gave my mama tears mama
Shiftin' gears shift on the Nawf get serious serious

Face all your fears then get at me

Hit so many donuts on them backstreets

Sit so high in the nosebleeds yeah
Feel like I can fly yeah
Xans Perky check yeah Bill Belichick
Take the air out the ball just so I can flex
Take the air out the mall walkin' with the sacks
Take the air out your broad hey now she can't go back
Xans Perky check yeah Bill Belichick
Take the air out the ball yeah just so I can flex
Take the air out the mall hey walk in with the sacks
Take the air out your broad woo woo woo E

The coupe came imported hey
This season's off-white come in snorted white
Green Lamborghini a tortoise Lambo
No human being I'm immortal no
Patek and A.P. full of water Patek
Hundred K I spend on my señora racks
My pinky on margarine butter margarine
And my ears got McDonald's nuggets ayy
Soon as I land on the Lear whew
Piguets they wet tears 'guets
488 hit the gears 488
Suicide doors Britney Spears
I'm boujee so b**ch don't get near boujee
Criss Angel make d**e disappear voilà
Hit the gas it got flames out the rears skrrt
It's a race to the bag get the mills hey
Ride the d**k like a BMX
No n**ga wanna be my ex no
I love when he go on tour
'Cause he cums more when I see him less
I get up set off
I turn offset on
I told him the other day
Man we should sell that porn
Yeah Cardi B I'm back b**ches
I don't wanna hear I'm actin' different
Same lips that be talkin' 'bout me
Is the same lips that be a** kissin'
These hoes ain't what they say they are
And their p**sy stank they catfishin'
Same h**s that was sendin' shots
They reachin' out like they back itchin'
Why would I hop in some beef why
When I could just hop in a Porsche
You heard she gon' do what from who
That's not a reliable source no
So tell me have you seen her
Let me wrap my weave up
I'm the trap Selena
Dame más gasolina skrrt
Motorsport yeah put that thing in sports skrrt skrrt
Shawty bad bad pop her like a cork pop it
You a dork never been a sport dork yeah
Pull up woo woo jumpin' out the court jump

Uh then you should watch your mouth

B**ches is pressed administer mouth to mouth

You see them stats you know what I am about

I am the champ I'm Iron Mike in a bout

Attention I'ma need you to face front
You don't want smoke with me this is a laced blunt
Rap's Jackie Chan we ain't pullin' them fake stunts
My crown won't fit on your bum a** lace fronts uh
You b**ches catchin' a fade shout out my n**ga Lil Boosie

All of your friends'll be dead you can get hit with that Uzi
I call him Ricky he say he love me like Lucy

Get you a straw n**ga you know this p**sy is juicy
This Givenchy is custom made now you can't get it at Saks though
I don't work in no office but they copyin' and that's facts though
I ain't tryna be violent but if Nicki on it it slaps ho
Get you lined for that paper like a loose leaf when that strap blow
I'm with a couple bad b**ches that'll rip the party
If Quavo the QB I'm Nick Lombardi
Pull up in the space coupe I done linked with Marty
I can actually afford to get a pink Bugatti
Yo Nick didn't you just do a hit with Gotti
That too but my n**gas send hits like Gotti
It's a wrap like the things on the head of a Saudi
B**ch you my son go and sit on the potty rrrr
Brand new Chanels Chanels
I stepped on runnin' from 12 12
Ain't make no commitment with none of you b**ches
'Cause money is treatin' me well uh uh
If Nicki should show me her t**ty
Right hand on the Bible I swear I won't tell swear
If I get to play with that kitty
I wonder how many platinums we gon' sell albums
Pop a Perc and catch a feel I pop one
Now I cannot feel the wheel woah
My chest bad give me chills
And the left hand on Richard Mille ice
Not the watch but the price on the ice
If you don't know what that is huh
Motorsport motorville
Abort the mission that's a kill pew pew brrr
Motorsport yeah put that thing in sports skrrt skrrt
Shawty bad bad pop her like a cork pop it
You a dork never been a sport dork yeah
Pull up woo woo jumpin' out the court jump
Cotton candy drink my cup tastes like the fair cotton
Straight up there where we didn't take the stairs where
Faced my fears fears gave my mama tears mama
Shiftin' gears shift on the Nawf get serious
Girl yeah yeah I wish my grandma could see me grandma

Take away pain ain't easy pain

That's why I fire up a bleezy fire

Niggas not cappin' this season
***Lyrics are from third-parties***

Artist:
Written by:Quavious Marshall/Kiari Cephus/Kirsnick Ball/Onika Maraj/Belcalis Almanzar/Shane Lindstrom/Kevin Gomringer/Tim Gomringer
Producer:Murda Beatz/Cu Beatz

Yeah woo

M M M Murda

Motorsport yeah put that thing in sports skrrt skrrt
Shawty bad bad pop her like a cork pop it
You a dork never been a sport dork yeah
Pull up woo woo jumpin' out the court jump
Cotton candy drink my cup tastes like the fair cotton
Straight up there where we didn't take the stairs where
Faced my fears fears gave my mama tears mama
Shiftin' gears shift on the Nawf get serious serious

Face all your fears then get at me

Hit so many donuts on them backstreets

Sit so high in the nosebleeds yeah
Feel like I can fly yeah
Xans Perky check yeah Bill Belichick
Take the air out the ball just so I can flex
Take the air out the mall walkin' with the sacks
Take the air out your broad hey now she can't go back
Xans Perky check yeah Bill Belichick
Take the air out the ball yeah just so I can flex
Take the air out the mall hey walk in with the sacks
Take the air out your broad woo woo woo E

The coupe came imported hey
This season's off-white come in snorted white
Green Lamborghini a tortoise Lambo
No human being I'm immortal no
Patek and A.P. full of water Patek
Hundred K I spend on my señora racks
My pinky on margarine butter margarine
And my ears got McDonald's nuggets ayy
Soon as I land on the Lear whew
Piguets they wet tears 'guets
488 hit the gears 488
Suicide doors Britney Spears
I'm boujee so b**ch don't get near boujee
Criss Angel make d**e disappear voilà
Hit the gas it got flames out the rears skrrt
It's a race to the bag get the mills hey
Ride the d**k like a BMX
No n**ga wanna be my ex no
I love when he go on tour
'Cause he cums more when I see him less
I get up set off
I turn offset on
I told him the other day
Man we should sell that porn
Yeah Cardi B I'm back b**ches
I don't wanna hear I'm actin' different
Same lips that be talkin' 'bout me
Is the same lips that be a** kissin'
These hoes ain't what they say they are
And their p**sy stank they catfishin'
Same h**s that was sendin' shots
They reachin' out like they back itchin'
Why would I hop in some beef why
When I could just hop in a Porsche
You heard she gon' do what from who
That's not a reliable source no
So tell me have you seen her
Let me wrap my weave up
I'm the trap Selena
Dame más gasolina skrrt
Motorsport yeah put that thing in sports skrrt skrrt
Shawty bad bad pop her like a cork pop it
You a dork never been a sport dork yeah
Pull up woo woo jumpin' out the court jump

Uh then you should watch your mouth

B**ches is pressed administer mouth to mouth

You see them stats you know what I am about

I am the champ I'm Iron Mike in a bout

Attention I'ma need you to face front
You don't want smoke with me this is a laced blunt
Rap's Jackie Chan we ain't pullin' them fake stunts
My crown won't fit on your bum a** lace fronts uh
You b**ches catchin' a fade shout out my n**ga Lil Boosie

All of your friends'll be dead you can get hit with that Uzi
I call him Ricky he say he love me like Lucy

Get you a straw n**ga you know this p**sy is juicy
This Givenchy is custom made now you can't get it at Saks though
I don't work in no office but they copyin' and that's facts though
I ain't tryna be violent but if Nicki on it it slaps ho
Get you lined for that paper like a loose leaf when that strap blow
I'm with a couple bad b**ches that'll rip the party
If Quavo the QB I'm Nick Lombardi
Pull up in the space coupe I done linked with Marty
I can actually afford to get a pink Bugatti
Yo Nick didn't you just do a hit with Gotti
That too but my n**gas send hits like Gotti
It's a wrap like the things on the head of a Saudi
B**ch you my son go and sit on the potty rrrr
Brand new Chanels Chanels
I stepped on runnin' from 12 12
Ain't make no commitment with none of you b**ches
'Cause money is treatin' me well uh uh
If Nicki should show me her t**ty
Right hand on the Bible I swear I won't tell swear
If I get to play with that kitty
I wonder how many platinums we gon' sell albums
Pop a Perc and catch a feel I pop one
Now I cannot feel the wheel woah
My chest bad give me chills
And the left hand on Richard Mille ice
Not the watch but the price on the ice
If you don't know what that is huh
Motorsport motorville
Abort the mission that's a kill pew pew brrr
Motorsport yeah put that thing in sports skrrt skrrt
Shawty bad bad pop her like a cork pop it
You a dork never been a sport dork yeah
Pull up woo woo jumpin' out the court jump
Cotton candy drink my cup tastes like the fair cotton
Straight up there where we didn't take the stairs where
Faced my fears fears gave my mama tears mama
Shiftin' gears shift on the Nawf get serious
Girl yeah yeah I wish my grandma could see me grandma

Take away pain ain't easy pain

That's why I fire up a bleezy fire

Niggas not cappin' this season


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