"Got Motion" lyrics
(feat. TayG)
Yeah, man
1152
Yeah, Sett it off, nigga
Can't fuck with me, nigga, shit, at all
I'm from the Tre, nigga
Yeah, 4K Crazy
(Run it back, Playboi)
Ashes for ashes, got motion
We ain't pass nothin' down, nigga, we ain't holders (We ain't runners)
Big boy smell, got an odor
Which one of these opp niggas I'm smokin'? (Dead niggas)
We really half and half smokin'
Rest up, slime, 'cause the case ain't over (And reverse him)
DM me 'bout a ho
Nigga, you bullshittin', that ain't how it go (No)
I vanish mode text a ho
Already know that the ho gon' go
Why would I fuck? Got the bitch throat
Smack the bitch ass, don't even bend over
Ain't ridin' your wave, homie, get kicked over
Pourin' too much, fuck around [?]
Ain't worried 'bout fallin', bro got my shoulder
Don't care 'bout what happened, know that we control it
[?] shots at the gang, they trollin'
Ask how we move, nigga, we movin' bogus
These niggas slime, we don't wanna know you
Slatt his ass if he throwin' that four (Slatt)
You know that we crackin' for sure (Slatt)
I'm from the Tre, don't nothin' over here go
That car got a murder, gotta take the back road
You know that we play by the code, backdoor
Yup, the ho come give me her brain
I tell her what to do, so I control her
At thirteen, I was a boss, even back when I was a soldier
And I couldn't walk across the stage, but I can trap and sell some loads
And that shit crazy that my closest friend broke the code for a ho
How you gon' put your heart in bitches, then don't put your heart in dough?
Turn like a channel on the guide and trap with you, rain, sleet, or snow
And if TayG can't do shit else, I can count up backends for sure
I never needed not a helping hand for shit unless we rollin' (Roll up my dope)
1152
Yeah, Sett it off, nigga
Can't fuck with me, nigga, shit, at all
I'm from the Tre, nigga
Yeah, 4K Crazy
(Run it back, Playboi)
Ashes for ashes, got motion
We ain't pass nothin' down, nigga, we ain't holders (We ain't runners)
Big boy smell, got an odor
Which one of these opp niggas I'm smokin'? (Dead niggas)
We really half and half smokin'
Rest up, slime, 'cause the case ain't over (And reverse him)
DM me 'bout a ho
Nigga, you bullshittin', that ain't how it go (No)
I vanish mode text a ho
Already know that the ho gon' go
Why would I fuck? Got the bitch throat
Smack the bitch ass, don't even bend over
Ain't ridin' your wave, homie, get kicked over
Pourin' too much, fuck around [?]
Ain't worried 'bout fallin', bro got my shoulder
Don't care 'bout what happened, know that we control it
[?] shots at the gang, they trollin'
Ask how we move, nigga, we movin' bogus
These niggas slime, we don't wanna know you
Slatt his ass if he throwin' that four (Slatt)
You know that we crackin' for sure (Slatt)
I'm from the Tre, don't nothin' over here go
That car got a murder, gotta take the back road
You know that we play by the code, backdoor
Yup, the ho come give me her brain
I tell her what to do, so I control her
At thirteen, I was a boss, even back when I was a soldier
And I couldn't walk across the stage, but I can trap and sell some loads
And that shit crazy that my closest friend broke the code for a ho
How you gon' put your heart in bitches, then don't put your heart in dough?
Turn like a channel on the guide and trap with you, rain, sleet, or snow
And if TayG can't do shit else, I can count up backends for sure
I never needed not a helping hand for shit unless we rollin' (Roll up my dope)
