Quentgetmoney - MoShen Lyrics

Yeah, yeah, c'mon, uh, ayy, c'mon, c'mon, c'mon
Member back then I was broke, ain't have no motion, I wasn't havin
Then my life flashed just before my eyes in two blinks, look what happened
Slam the scat up in the drive, switch to sport mode, f*ck the traction
Havin' fun, drivin' reckless, do this shit for satisfaction
Member back then I was broke, ain't have no motion, I wasn't havin
Then my life had flashed just before my eyes in two blinks, look what happened
Slam the scat up in the drive, switch to sport mode, f*ck the traction
Havin' fun, drivin' reckless, do this shit for satisfaction
Two foot drac up in my whip, we come through trim, just pistol packin
Niggas best not speak on June, but if he do, we catch him lackin
I just hit lazer the other day, man, we was cool, he just trappin
Sellin' out on all his shows, just keep these niggas tapped in
They be like, damn, look what the munyun don blew in
Kick the door, I just wanted my shoe in
On the floor, nigga, stop all that movin
You get popped, what the f*ck is you doin
Bad bitch, she already flew in
Nice face and she chocolate and fluent
Yeah I'm P, but ain't nothin' bout me pooin
My drip and they love to consume it
Yeah, walk down and my niggas straight boomin
Better watch your tone, is you stupid
To the right and then shuffle like Cupid
On my mama, I ain't never been clueless
I'm the one that's always gon out do it
Always on go, gotta tell him to cool it
She like my smile now our family on group trips
Ice on my neck, now I feel like a cool kid
I just popped out that all-new designer
She suckin' my swag, so I might have to sign her
Bet you lil' nigga's some pussy vagina
My Glock is my Mrs. right, I'm tryna find her
Always in first when we f*ck, I'm behind her
Snakes stay awake, we chop anacondas
They ask if I'm off one, and I said I'm kinda
So lit off this shit, I'ma turn to a monster
Niggas imposters, they wanna rob ya
Jacking ya swag wanna get it up off ya
Always think smart, so I'm carryin' choppas
One in his noodle turn his brain to pasta
Shakin' my dreads, now I feel like a rasta
Can't stop this grindin, that's on my mama
She can't compete, wanna be on my roster
Hating on me, must hang with the opps, huh
Yeah, you know what's goin' on
Quentgetmoney, long live June, know what I'm sayin
Yeah, yeah, yeah, uh, damn, yeah