Reelistik - Motorsport Lyrics

(Chyea, chyea)
(Woah, woah)
(Continue on)

Motorsport, give me more
I just dropped 50 racks, at the store
Thinking 'bout going back, nothing more
Can't believe that you're here, leave me alone, leave me alone

Motorsport, give me more
I just dropped 50 racks, at the store
Thinking 'bout going back, nothing more, nothing more
Motorsport, give me more
I just dropped 50 racks, at the store
Thinking 'bout going back, nothing more
Can't believe that you're here, leave me alone, leave me alone

Reaping on benefits
Can't wait to manifest
You'd be a fan of this
Book of the Genesis
We reassemble it
No it's not counterfeit
Get out your candidates
You more animus but I'll keep it low key
You don't wanna battle, I'm harder to beat
I make these songs way better on ease
Boy I am the king, better get on your knees
Tried to make a bond with some off whites
And you really think you better? Boy you're not nice
I got people on your tail, safe? Not quite
They'll be feasting on your blood like you got lice

I had a throwback kid, but honestly I want a maybach, yeah
Thought about what you done to me, now I want some payback, yeah
I might just come in your house, hop over the couch, and i be that, yeah
I will fly to your state in a faster of pace, now keep that, yeah

Motorsport, give me more
I just dropped 50 racks, at the store
Thinking 'bout going back, nothing more
Can't believe that you're here, leave me alone, leave me alone
Motorsport, give me more
I just dropped 50 racks, at the store
Thinking 'bout going back, nothing more
Can't believe that you're here, leave me alone, leave me alone

Yeah, maybe I need a minute (I do)
You run the game? Homie I'm the senate
Didn't know you existed, boi now you're finished (You done for)
Look at the gold in the pendent
Look at the gold in the pendent

Put my city on the map
As a matter of fact
You capitalize that (Okay)
I think about that
Every time that I rap
I don't why but I hate all the rats
You fake like one
You oughta make one
You oughta make 'em
I'll pull out the guns
You ruin the fun
I look at the sun
Like I am God's son
Yes I am God's son

(Wait, wait, wait, stop the beat, stop the beat)
STOP
(Alright, huh, huh)

Motorsport, give me more
I just dropped 50 racks, at the store
Thinking 'bout going back, nothing more
Motorsport, give me more
I just dropped 50 racks, at the store
Thinking 'bout going back, nothing more
Can't believe that you're here, leave me alone, leave me alone

Motorsport, give me more
I just dropped 50 racks, at the store
Thinking 'bout going back, nothing more
Can't believe that you're here, leave me alone, leave me alone, whoo

Leave me alone, whoo!

(Level 7, Augmented Reality training complete)