Can’t Stop Gudda Gudda (Ft. L.A.T.)

[Verse 1: Gudda Gudda]
[?] motion, flowing like an ocean
I was down, now I'm up, like ten viagra doses
I'm the future, spitting magic, [?]
Hold these potions
[?] motion
Big money for the hosting, double up for the show
Tell the promoter I want the [?] before I hit the door
That's how it gotta go, boy, cash on delivery
Pay me for my bars, I mix with my delivery
Underrated, tryna get paid like a superstar
Still a street nigga, I gave the pistol [?]
Not a ball player, never planned to be a hooping star
Can't stop now, keep it rolling like a moving car
L.A.T. is who we are, thieves on a mission
Speaking everything that we believe into existance
[?] I'm consistent, my mind's like a smith and
Wesson, shots pop off in every session

[Chorus: Kevin Gates & Gudda Gudda]
No response, call the [?] funny
It's like you told me stop getting money
Learn from your mistakes, yeah, I know but it takes me
Gotta keep the weapon on the waist line but
Reaching your peek, automaticly it takes grind
Even on the corners in the day time
Million dollar dreams, I done seen tryna make mine
Can't even comprehend the word breaktime
Cause I