Hold The Cheers

[Intro]
If, if the motion wasn't, alright, hmm
How the fuck do you got motion and I ain't got nowhere near?
Hmm, how the fuck do you got motion, I ain't nowhere near? Come on
Keep that in there (Ayy, Venzo, stay the fuck out the kitchen)
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[Verse]
Hmm, how the fuck do you got motion, I ain't nowhere near?
Hmm, I might not see you when you talk, but I got open ears
Hmm, I ain't cry when I got popped, so you can hold the tears
Huh, I ain't made a million yet, so you can hold the cheers
Hmm, yeah, you can hold the claps
Huh, I ain't stabbin' 'em no more, they puttin' holes in backs
Hmm, how you do ten and go again? You want the lotion back?
Huh, I just texted my ex bitch, I want the ocean back
Huh, yeah, I need the water slide
She just turned six years old, I gave my daughter five
Hmm, he never did that to nobody, why you call him slime?
Huh, I never seen you do it once, why would I call it a slide?
Like, bitch, what I'ma call you for?
You can't just come get one pound, you gotta call for four
Hmm, you wanna rap, I think you ass, I'm finna charge you more
Hmm, niggas listen when I talk, I got a sergeant voice
Like, when commander speak
You cannot just call my phone to talk, I need a band to speak
Huh, you is not my type of guy, you made a band this week
Hmm, I done spent that on a couple pair of pants this week
Nigga, and you know I got some Forces too
Brodie brought the Lamb' chop, I got some horses too
I ain't asked to be that nigga, I was forced into him
I ain't drive and get the bag, it got ordered to me
Like, huh, somebody shipped 'em to me
Hmm, I'm on TikTok live trippin', got a gift sent to me
Hmm, I asked Detroit ICarly, you got a Gibson to you?
Huh, they say the rap game was dead, I put my mix into it
Yeah, bitch, I put my sauce on it
Huh, I could be sleep, cut a beat on, I'm gon' walk on it
Hmm, 12 ain't find the bag I had, I got off on 'em
He got pissed and put my Glock back in the car, and I pulled off on him
Huh, yeah, bitch, I just took a dub
Let wouldn't let my Glock in there, so I just booked the club
Hmm, I wouldn't tell her who I was, so she just looked it up
Hmm, I had her fanned out in Phoenix, sick she couldn't hug me
Nigga, I done been to forty-five different states
'Fore I go back to the crib, I gotta switch the plates
Huh, I damn near gotta come BP, the way these niggas hate me
Huh, I ain't run this shit up just for me, I gotta feed the babies

[Outro]
Bitch-ass nigga
Real Money Counter, M.I.N.E. shit, nigga
Go take care your fuckin' kids, nigga
It's Thirty