This is a song about "Motion dance"

Hop over, run backwards, with a knap sack of green supreme hats

I'm the motherfucking direct devil so are u ready to dance,

Your bitch fucks in motion like hydraulic brakes,

To the point that he just breaks, snaps, and it's all it takes

Your hands are shaky, my dance is lazy

Let me rideuntil i get free

Bags under my 'isaac', grinding to the laws of motion

Bury your thoughts, take his head fuck him have at him

While overdosing him with oxycontin in a synchronised motion,

And i got a girlfriend so i'm a keep lying until the verse end, fin

No intention to motion as the ocean flows

The odd niggas are beginning to spill these pink hoes

Thought you was a cutie, though your booty mad thin

"what seems to be the commotion? easy with ya motion!

Imaginary senses manifest in your motion.

Stab him, put a arch on it, pour unleaded gas on him