Motion

Lyrics
[Intro] Know I flat screen my TV I got eight piece with fefe's, know I flat screen my TV's Uh-uh, my- Yeah Uh-uh [Chorus] Whole gang havin' motion (Hmm), whole gang havin' motion (Hmm, hmm) Whole gang havin' motion (Hmm), whole gang havin' motion (Hmm, hmm) Lil' shawty know I'm havin' motion, fucking on her dope man (Dope man) That lil' bitch so big, yeah, had to hold that shit with both hands Bankroll be so big, put them racks in a bag, I can't even go pans (Can't go pans) Every move I make, these niggas go and grab they notepad [Verse 1] Tell a fuck nigga, "Add it up" (Yeah), wanna buy swag or what? (Or what?) In a Lambo' Uris truck (Truck), know my lab gon' bag 'em up (Yeah) She like, "You driving fast for what? You bough a Audi in cash for what?" You always got on ass for nothin' (Yeah), niggas stealing back then, but I passed 'em up Yeah, can you take the stress up off my mental? (Up off my mental) I drink codеine for my problems, this shit starting to get еxpensive Fucking Instagram models, this shit starting to get addictive Went and fucked her friend, she was telling niggas all the bitch shit (Damn, yeah) I'm still havin' old money, all your racks from this year I really be roll runnin', check out my credentials (My credentials) Suck it 'til her nose runnin', she gon' need some tissues She the sickest, dog We all got out own money, this paper ain't no issues, dog [Chorus] Whole gang havin' motion (Hmm), whole gang havin' motion (Hmm, hmm) Whole gang havin' motion (Hmm), whole gang havin' motion (Hmm, hmm) Lil' shawty know I'm havin' motion, fucking on her dope man (Dope man) That lil' bitch so big, yeah, had to hold that shit with both hands Bankroll be so big, put them racks in a bag, I can't even go pans (Can't go pans) Every move I make, these niggas go and grab they notepad [Verse 2] Niggas going broke and falling off, want me to fix 'em, dog Keep on sticking dick up in her, I don't know if I kissed her or nah Niggas showin' envy, tryna get in my position, dog Always keep a blicky, I don't gotta show my pistol off You ain't never slid on nothin' with us, you not a member, dog You ain't really got it out the mud, you not a member, dog I can't see you going, gettin' suited up, you ain't got it in you, dog Niggas tryna act like they with us, they ain't official, nah You not a member, dog, ah
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Credits
- Writers
- Lil Jairmy
- Yung Dee
- James Maddocks