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Motion Sickness (feat. Ghandiii) Video (MV)




Performed By: Apex Wes
Language: English
Length: 2:40
Written by: Apex Wes




Apex Wes - Motion Sickness (feat. Ghandiii) Lyrics
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You ain't new to this you know me bitch you know I am that n
I don't play pretend to make amends for nothing ima get it
Im gone cry inside that Benz won't show emotion till I get it
I been making moves so long that I develop motion sickness
You been flexing with that reup bro that's what that motion isn't
I been sipping on this shit for so long think I got prescriptions
Hey brother I squint like Sketch these shades are not prescription
On my mother I'm the goat bitch I swear
These n talk like Jake Paul but brody keep extensions
With that stick he jus like Nate Dogg and I swear that he ain't missing
Im the chosen one Im Neo this the matrix I be glitching
Hella blues be in my pocket boy they think that I be crippin
Think I'm Jesus she said God then I Ghost her we just did it
Got my youngin out collecting bounties
Got some steppers round me
From a college city serving students and finessing townies
I ain't telling on nobody if I'm stepping in the county
I been on vacation for a minute it ain't never cloudy (it ain't never raining)
I just got another pound for less than a thousand
I can make 11 of it now and smoke a few ounces
Tryna get another pound for less than a thousand
I can make 11 of it now and smoke a few ounces
Why they acting like they hating I take it and laugh
Why they acting like they made it but stay on they ass
Tryna pop another 30 I break it in half
Used to throw bread at these hos now I'm making it back
Airplane mode on my phone when i'm making this cash
Tryna pop another 30 I break it in half
Used to throw bread at these hos now I'm making it back
You ain't new to this you know me bitch you know I am that n
I don't play pretend to make amends for nothing ima get it
Im gone cry inside that Benz won't show emotion till I get it
I been making moves so long that I develop motion sickness
You know that stick look like a faggot
Cuz it's dicks in all my ratchets
He was capping on the gram it turned yo situation tragic
If I ever have a son put 50 in his easter basket
If I ever have a daughter ima make sure that she straight
Take yo bitches to the mall I take my bitches to the bank
I was trading pistols never jamming never break
I ain't switching up my image never folding on the gang
I been mixing Coca-Cola wit another line of drank
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English

You ain't new to this you know me bitch you know I am that n
I don't play pretend to make amends for nothing ima get it
Im gone cry inside that Benz won't show emotion till I get it
I been making moves so long that I develop motion sickness
You been flexing with that reup bro that's what that motion isn't
I been sipping on this shit for so long think I got prescriptions
Hey brother I squint like Sketch these shades are not prescription
On my mother I'm the goat bitch I swear
These n talk like Jake Paul but brody keep extensions
With that stick he jus like Nate Dogg and I swear that he ain't missing
Im the chosen one Im Neo this the matrix I be glitching
Hella blues be in my pocket boy they think that I be crippin
Think I'm Jesus she said God then I Ghost her we just did it
Got my youngin out collecting bounties
Got some steppers round me
From a college city serving students and finessing townies
I ain't telling on nobody if I'm stepping in the county
I been on vacation for a minute it ain't never cloudy (it ain't never raining)
I just got another pound for less than a thousand
I can make 11 of it now and smoke a few ounces
Tryna get another pound for less than a thousand
I can make 11 of it now and smoke a few ounces
Why they acting like they hating I take it and laugh
Why they acting like they made it but stay on they ass
Tryna pop another 30 I break it in half
Used to throw bread at these hos now I'm making it back
Airplane mode on my phone when i'm making this cash
Tryna pop another 30 I break it in half
Used to throw bread at these hos now I'm making it back
You ain't new to this you know me bitch you know I am that n
I don't play pretend to make amends for nothing ima get it
Im gone cry inside that Benz won't show emotion till I get it
I been making moves so long that I develop motion sickness
You know that stick look like a faggot
Cuz it's dicks in all my ratchets
He was capping on the gram it turned yo situation tragic
If I ever have a son put 50 in his easter basket
If I ever have a daughter ima make sure that she straight
Take yo bitches to the mall I take my bitches to the bank
I was trading pistols never jamming never break
I ain't switching up my image never folding on the gang
I been mixing Coca-Cola wit another line of drank
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