motion (feat. Babyk)

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Yeah, yeah, yeah, out here workin' 9 to 5, but I still got da motion
Seen the clique divide, that shit went wild, I'm tryna find a quotient
See me climbin' up that ladder, tryna get at that promotion
Say I'm pussy, are you crazy, that's a superstitious notion

That boy keep sticks like Harry Potter, you get hit up with the potion
You get put on that lil' submarine, get found up in the ocean
You want smoke, we leave you chokin', you want gas, then we supply it
Say it's pressure, best be pressure, if it ain't, then I can't buy it

I'm like, yo, I'm in my money bag for real
Paper sittin' high, above the rim like it's O'Neal
I treat my queso like i'm kapernick, can't never sign no deal
I'ma chase it till I have the shit, give f*ck bout how you feel

I'ma run until I lap the bitch like I'm up in the field
We keep stick like Madden can't play now, cause we been on them drills
If you see me, you best lay down like you been on them pills
You know, baby, keep that K round like he been on them thrills

I got the pistol in the ocean, you get shot up in them gills
You get knocked off just for jokin', you get put up on that grill
Tell that pussy boy stop hidin', drop the loc and, he ain't slidin' through
Best pick up the phone, I got a couple people callin' you

I'm tryna get that beef involved, but you don't want no beef at all
Scary-ass bitch, stop playin' defense, this ain't basketball
Meet you at the rim, this shit not pretty, it get ugly
Throw the OOP to Baby K, he got that tec below his tummy

Back in the city what's goin on?
Fye wick ian talkin john
Double cup with the ice in my styrofoam
So i know ian drivin home
Give a f*ck what they sayin we in the town
Backstreet thuggin with the rounds
Chewbacca choppa how the choppa sound
Like grrrr nigga quick to gun you down
Nigga slide , nigga creep , nigga hop out the whip Walk down on feet
Tryna drive on E , nigga talking that shit get slapped With the heat fosho
Caught lyin on me that's one to his chest now two to His throat now his ass can't breathe
Show him how we stepping like draymond ian
Talking that shit so i had to pull out the green
Uh yeah, let me hit from the backend
Dressed in all black like batman
Deep in the cat like cat man
Leaving scratches like she was a cat fan
He want the smoke now he fly like alladin
Weight in my pockets now it got me saggin
Cash don't sleep so we never nappin
Baby khalifa i ain't never lackin
Yeah baby khalifa  i ain't never lackin
Bad bitty bih lemme hit from the back end

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