Motions (feat. FlyBoi Quez)

Vvs diamonds blingin' Double cup that got me leaning The f*ck is niggas, when I need em Now my Angel's look like demons My trap is jumping, now dey feenin' Money coming, I could see it The Pistol on me cuz I need it I Catch a case, my lawyers beat it Walk around, I got like 30 on me Extended clip, I got like 30 on it The stick, the only thing that's dirty on me Bitch I'm dripping like I murdered sum-in Dey taking pictures, like I'm severing sum-in Told yo bitch to come and serve me sum-in Trappin, up early every morning Guess I'm too, addicted to dis dirty money Ain't never been no ho Told you nigga let it go I just tell em wipe ya nose My lil niggas let it blow Trapping off the metro All this Petro, I gotta let go Takin money, nigga imma klepto Said you wanna ride, come on nigga let's go Keep the pole on the side, case a nigga want smoke If you gotta slide on a nigga, let me know Hit em, one at time, innie minnie minni moe Blow wit da 45, guaranteed he gone fold We could see what's on yo mind when I put it to yo dome See I told you dat my whoas all loco TTG we on Go Go See my niggas don't speak to the po po All my niggas real gs to the bro code My bitch wanna leave, you can go ho My phone still jumping like a pogo My New bitch badder than a mofo When you hit it from the back gotta go slow Big booty ass fat, but she want mo Niggas throwing up racks, cuz dey want mo Gotta bag for the stacks, cuz dey won't fold You ain't talking bout no money, that's a no show That's a No show If you don't know That's No show If you don't know If You ain't really talking bout no money that's a no go Ain't no brakes strait gas on they ass Smartest in class but attitude bad Nigga said something we dropping his ass Now I'm clutching a 9 and a Glock when I'm mad Mind ain't been right man it kinda been off Fucking with percs so I slurr when I talk Roll up a blunt and get lost in my thoughts Forever a minace so it's f*ck the law I need me a bitty that's known to get busy 9 in her name while we serving the city Wherever I go you know she go with me Don't need security she uping the glizzy Mash on the gas ain't no laws be my limit Strait to the top and on top I'm committed Married this lifestyle through health and through sickness And I am the sickest it's deadly to get this Have no option but to pop at a opp Empty the 9 then I'm upping the Glock Then hop in the drop after chopping the block Grab my kids food and it's back to the spot This lifestyle addicting need rehab to stop No guns in the vids cause they know they not props Yo bitch set you up that's a twist on the plot Brought in from the pussy took out by the twat Back to the trap, cuz we trap on rim road My niggas could get you whatever you want Every nigga wit me, strapped wit a pole And for dem prezzys nigga, I let em go Touching down, a nigga back in da zone Throw up some bows for the low, get em gone Try me nigga, I suggest dat you don't Have my dirty jersey niggas all in yo home All on my own, i cant trust in no nigga Thought you was my dawg, but I can not f*ck wit cha I Can't take no loss, no I can't be no victim Nigga I'm a steppa, so f*ck how you feelin' The F*ck out yo feelings, get back to this money The money machine back to back wit dem hunnits Make money on da backend, while I'm blunted Bitch I'm on rim, I'll be back in the morning