Havin Motion

Brr
(It's a Trackman, bitch)
Uh, uh, uh

Oh, you havin' motion?
I don't wanna hear it, nigga, show it
Everything in my left pocket, I'll throw it, nigga
Ayy, I ain't nothin' like them niggas
I'm really havin', I'll blow it
This shit don't get no trimmer and they know it, uh
And, yeah, I brought them racks out, I'm finna put it in they face
I know them niggas don't like this shit and I can see it in they face
They like, "Trigga, where you been?" Shit, I been stayin' out the way
All these fuck niggas the police, I ain't tryna catch a case, uh
Fuck a nigga, I don't need 'em
Still trappin' like the '80s, shit, I might go buy a beeper
They don't like me, I don't like them niggas neither, uh
Ayy, I'll rap by myself, fuck a nigga, I ain't never need no feature, uh
Stove hot, water boilin'
Them crackers hit the door, then we gon' flush it down the toilet
If you owe me, better pay me or I'm pushin' up extortion
Them niggas know I step on shit
Know they been tryna keep it cordial, uh
You tryna score, nigga, what you need?
I can serve you off the brick, all sales final, ain't no comin' back once you leave, uh
I'm in some shit off Need for Speed
Gotta watch out for the snakes, these niggas fake, full of jealousy and greed, uh
Knots in my pocket, shit look like a tumor
When it come to runnin' up that chicken, I might as well be a nigga tutor
Trap open, door swingin'
Nigga thought I wasn't gon' pop it, I don't know what these niggas thinkin', uh, uh
Ayy, I'm the one these niggas tryna be
Ayy, I'm the one that took that risk, I'm the one that made sure all these niggas eat
One foot in the 'yo, the other one in the streets
Outside the trap like The Walking Dead
The junkies ain't been to sleep in 'bout a week