motion (feat. Babyk)

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 fuck 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 fuck 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