Going in Motion - Bendito (feat. Timmy No Limit & Bl.E.T) Lyrics

Bitch ima run it
Well you punt it
And ima stay mf fit
Cause yo bitch
Did a split
Now she gonna have my kids
She thick as hell yeah I ain't f*cken with no twigs
And that pussy really slimy like a squad that's full of squids
Got a Draco with extendos
I just hop up out the window
Make you dancing like you disco
Pull up black out yelling bingo
Choppers bullets eating dingo
Give you holes ain't talking zero
Making money chase a bag
Blowing up just like a frag
You a foul yeah throw a flag
Got yo bitch you know she gag
Call of duty ain't no lag
Chopper beam scope a dummy
Pull-up shotgun take yo tummy
Wrap you up ain't talking mummy
Give you shots just like a junkie
Got damn nigga you be ugly
Like a mother f*cken pest
Got the gold and got the Chest
F*ck yo house and f*ck yo guest
Bullets eat right threw yo vest,
Money throwing Stackin tall
Talk my shit like lavar ball
Break yo ankles in the hall
Got yo bitch up in the stall
She be sucking like a puffer
Give his ass an upper cutter
Leave his ass up in the gutter
Sniper rifle like a hunter
Kick it off I be a runna
I'm the shit just use a plumber
Keep the heat like in the summer
Here to put ya to the test
Metaphors and references
Causing cardiac arrest
Mental lapses
Walk the labyrinth
Wrapped in brown skin
I bend words nevertheless
Just in ways they never been bent
Bendito Gracias a dios
Por darme el poder
Si tu vida no esta bien
Ten fe en el
Nunca dejes que
Tu corazon y tu mente
Se separen
De el unico
Ah, ah, ah
Let's go back in
Classic blet and Tim
Killin shit
And my balls still tingling
Even after life sat on this dick
Like chance said
Im just having fun wit it
Dumb witted
I'm gonna win
Never lack
Never last
Half step
Never that
Full stride
On that ass
To outlast
Like OutKast
Simple bars for the simpletons
Simple, this
Belongs in a museum
Smithsonian
Son this is the end