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Motion cr3w
Let this choppa ring in yo face call it face time
I got my mind on the green like i am draymond (draymond green)
We caught a opp & sent that nigga to the baseline
How you claim you having motion but
You cant up the pape huh
Fuck it, i ma make the k red like trippie
I got power in this glock but out this
Glock i am shooting 50
Any where you catch me know a nigga
Starp up with da blixky
Got yo bitch wanna grind on me i aint
Talking pretty ricky
I aint know shitty boy yo bitch tryna have a baby but i aint trying
Treat the opps like a magic trick we gone blow that nigga mine
Spent the blocks drop a quater spent back & dropped a dime
Let me call my nigga threat we finna frop anotha line
Shit, look
Why do nigga keep on dissing
They glock got a caution sign cause the opps in up missing
33 up in the clip an i aint talking scotty pippen
When i catch a opp out on my momma that nigga fished
We gone hop out run a nigga down in some jay's
Ion know krispy life we walking niggas fown with sum k's
Bending out the striker this bitch hot ass hell go change the plate
Baby ghost up in da kut tryna blow a nigga face
My nigga low throw 4's but he got more than 4 in da clip
Last nigga played with us everybody was screaming rip
We keep to dracs an keep to glock u know we gotta a
Couple sticks
Dis aint madden if i catch a opp out then i am sending ah blitz
Ion know that nigga cannon catch me riding with 4nick
I put a switchy on the glock all i gotta do is click
Dump the draco on the opps get to blowing like a pic
My nigga dame need sum tissue all he know is take shit
Treat the opps like 2k we pull up making niggas lag
All my opps be lagging out man they connection so trash
All my opps be krashing out all them niggas do is krash
I be on full with the fully dont even make me mad
Yeah, look
I ma tend to wild out treat the opps like nba games
They be quick to foul out
All that talking on the gram
Thats why nigga cant talk
We giving opps face shot now them niggas kant walk
Fa, fa, fa, thats when we spent the last opp block
I got no limit no i am herbo dum 150
On the glock glocm
Pwe, pwe, pwe, 762 flying out the chop
Way before ay roddy rich we was putting niggas in a box
Micro draco get to blowen all my opps get to running
Dropping 0 out the glock call them niggas andre drummond
I be thumbing threw the blue but u klaming u haven motion
I feel like nicki minaj we got the pills and the potion
Paint a picture with the drac like its creative art
I keep the k on me nigga but ion work at the mart
All yall niggas do is laugh man yall niggas aint bark
Dont hop in the field with my killas
Thats a very bad start
Naw frl



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Writer(s): Douglas Thomas Byrdsong
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