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no motive - yungeen ace lyrics

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[intro]
i don’t want no regular motive
i don’t want no regular motive
ayy, ayy, no gas in the car, it’s a motor
ayy, ayy, ayy

[chorus]
all of these b*tches got motives (motives)
benz truck, i can barely control it (skrrt)
heart cold, it’s cold as the cola (the cola)
i just wanna f*ck, just let me come over (let me come over)
i don’t even know what’s up in my cup (what’s up in my cup)
this double cup got me leanin’ (leanin’)
to the m’s, i run it up (i run it up)
late night, i’m plottin’ and schemin’ (schemin’)
she wanna shake it, i’m breakin’ her back (i’m breakin’ her back, yeah)
this not a charger, way faster than a ‘cat, skrrt (way faster than a ‘cat, yeah)
i run my bands up (i run my bands up)
this trap sh*t’ll move in on camera
he got them bales, not bammer (not bammer)
stick him up, hold him for ransom (yeah)

[verse]
i like my b*tches petite (‘tite)
real classy, but in rooms, she a freak (yeah)
chanel, it cover my feet (yeah)
bustdown patek, no sleep (yeah)
in the club, throwin’ bands on a dancer
she ride the d*ck with her hands up (her hands up)
my diamonds shine bright, rihanna (rihanna)
got a million in cash on the counter (on the counter)
performin’ on stage with my bl!ck, uh (my bl!ck)
look at the fl!ck of my wrist, uh (yeah)
i told the b*tch spit on my d*ck, uh (spit)
your n*gga, he broke and i’m rich (i’m rich)
this tesla i drive with no motor (no motor)
yeah, electric, it’s fast, i’m floatin’ (yoom)
incognito, don’t know where i’m goin’ (yeah)
all of these b*tches annoyin’
ayy, ayy, ayy
[chorus]
all of these b*tches got motives (got motives)
benz truck, i can barely control it (control it)
heart cold, it’s cold as the cola (it’s cold)
i just wanna f*ck, just let me come over (let me come over)
i don’t even know what’s up in my cup (what’s up in my cup, yeah)
this double cup got me leanin’ (yeah)
to the m’s, i run it up (yeah)
late night, i’m plottin’ and schemin’ (yeah)
she wanna shake it, i’m breakin’ her back (i’m breakin’ her back, yeah, yeah)
this not a charger, way faster than a ‘cat, skrrt (way faster than a ‘cat, yeah, yeah)
i run my bands up
this trap sh*t’ll move in on camera (on camera)
he got them bales, not bammer (not bammer)
stick him up, hold him for ransom

[outro]
yeah
yeah

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