No Motion
When the last time you touched a band? You niggas got no motion
Pissed turned purple I need some water, all I sip is potion
Read em like a book I'm not illiterate, I left em open
Tryna use my lyrics as a caption, bitch you better quote me
Bitch, I put that on my daddy
If I catch a nigga movin' foul, I'm the ref so I'ma flag em
I can't talk about the shit I used to do or they gone grab me
We be movin' loads around the country I ain't touchin' baggies
Bitch, I could order you a package
I could change yo life in minutes, makin' money like a rapper
When this choppa hit yo legs it make you one half of a fraction
Don't be feelin' you untouchable im Mr.MakeItHappen
I be feelin' like im comin' up
Don't even gotta get up outta bed, I made 800 bucks
Don't try to get up on me cause I promise you ain't tough enough
300 Blackouts the typa rounds to fuck yo structure up
Ain't playin' games with niggas, never did you better ask around
You put my verse up on yo shit, I bet you that I match the sound
& I bet I do it better than you
Pullin' up wit BigMacs extra beef we got the better menu
Circle full of winnin' ass niggas, wont ever bet against you
Better take some notes on shit im tellin' you go get a pencil
Oh, you thought I'm done shit talkin?
Ask yo granny bout me, she gone say she got a script off me
Nigga runnin' jaw I bet this glock gone knock the lips of em
How much yo reup was? That's exactly what this fit cost me
If it's up get on the floor nigga
Caught em by himself & all he had to say was ' Bro Listen '
Dude was fuckin' with my ex he wonder why his hoe missin'
Played my cards right guess you could say a nigga go fishin'
I could do this shit all day
I ain't fuckin' with them niggas no more, they done missed a play
Niggas had it right up in they face, y'all shoulda hit the stain
Bitch was lookin' cute but now she creepy told her get away
I ain't done ain't stoppin' yet nigga
I do twirls around them niggas block bitch I'ma vet spinnin'
I'ma take it off his chest I see a nigga neck hittin'
Caught one to the head I think we put a lil sped in em
I ain't ever gave a fuck nigga
City placin' orders cause I keep it in the trunk wit' me
Had to hit a left I seen a fed & had a gut feelin'
Smacked em wit' the chop I bet it's knockin' out the tough in em
Pissed turned purple I need some water, all I sip is potion
Read em like a book I'm not illiterate, I left em open
Tryna use my lyrics as a caption, bitch you better quote me
Bitch, I put that on my daddy
If I catch a nigga movin' foul, I'm the ref so I'ma flag em
I can't talk about the shit I used to do or they gone grab me
We be movin' loads around the country I ain't touchin' baggies
Bitch, I could order you a package
I could change yo life in minutes, makin' money like a rapper
When this choppa hit yo legs it make you one half of a fraction
Don't be feelin' you untouchable im Mr.MakeItHappen
I be feelin' like im comin' up
Don't even gotta get up outta bed, I made 800 bucks
Don't try to get up on me cause I promise you ain't tough enough
300 Blackouts the typa rounds to fuck yo structure up
Ain't playin' games with niggas, never did you better ask around
You put my verse up on yo shit, I bet you that I match the sound
& I bet I do it better than you
Pullin' up wit BigMacs extra beef we got the better menu
Circle full of winnin' ass niggas, wont ever bet against you
Better take some notes on shit im tellin' you go get a pencil
Oh, you thought I'm done shit talkin?
Ask yo granny bout me, she gone say she got a script off me
Nigga runnin' jaw I bet this glock gone knock the lips of em
How much yo reup was? That's exactly what this fit cost me
If it's up get on the floor nigga
Caught em by himself & all he had to say was ' Bro Listen '
Dude was fuckin' with my ex he wonder why his hoe missin'
Played my cards right guess you could say a nigga go fishin'
I could do this shit all day
I ain't fuckin' with them niggas no more, they done missed a play
Niggas had it right up in they face, y'all shoulda hit the stain
Bitch was lookin' cute but now she creepy told her get away
I ain't done ain't stoppin' yet nigga
I do twirls around them niggas block bitch I'ma vet spinnin'
I'ma take it off his chest I see a nigga neck hittin'
Caught one to the head I think we put a lil sped in em
I ain't ever gave a fuck nigga
City placin' orders cause I keep it in the trunk wit' me
Had to hit a left I seen a fed & had a gut feelin'
Smacked em wit' the chop I bet it's knockin' out the tough in em
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Writer(s): Jd Kirby
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