Motion

[Intro: Lil Monte]
(Oh my God, Dare)
I grew up in the filthy streets
Lately can't get no sleep
In the bando, sellin' treats
In the bando, sellin' treats

[Chorus: Lil Monte]
If motions keep on shiftin'
My wrist, it keep on whippin'
Them bricks, they keep on flippin and flippin, yeah
VVS, clarity, check the glistening, yeah
Hit the mileage, you can check the distance, yeah
If motions keep on shiftin'
My wrist, it keep on whippin'
Them bricks, they keep on flippin and flippin, yeah
VVS, clarity, check the glistening, yeah
Hit the mileage, you can check the distance, yeah

[Verse 1: Bundog]
Put my wrist in it, add some buff and start mixing it
To get a whole kеy, my whole team was risking it
Now a whole kеy can't get you a spot to piss in it
I'm lowkey cus my whole team on some different shit
Take you back to 09
When a Mac was a gold mine
When niggas still sharing chains
But me, i had my own shine
I don't gamble, PROLINE, I always had my own line
And niggas ain't scoring on me, I ain't a goalie
Always on some different shit
Smuggle bricks with Mexicans
If they ain't checking in
Then the hate is evident
Need to get some newer friends
Fuck it, if you grew with them
It's a battle in this jungle, my nigga
It's either you or them
Niggas still pocket watching
I don't do no pocket watching
Watch my pocket, guaranteed you be my pocket rocket
Niggas all gay, still on their ho shit
My nigga came home, next nigga on a parole bid

[Chorus: Lil Monte]
If motions keep on shiftin'
My wrist, it keep on whippin'
Them bricks, they keep on flippin and flippin, yeah
VVS, clarity, check the glistening, yeah
Hit the mileage, you can check the distance, yeah
If motions keep on shiftin'
My wrist, it keep on whippin'
Them bricks, they keep on flippin and flippin, yeah
VVS, clarity, check the glistening, yeah
Hit the mileage, you can check the distance, yeah

[Verse 2: KemSav]
I grew up in the streets
You better make the right decision, yeah
No snitch, can't be fake, you might get killed for that
Growing up, all i know was to keep a strap
2 Times Gang, two-two his back
Niggas better know their place 'cause shit out here ain't fuckin' safe
We were like fourteen, thirteen, tellin' him to up the safe
I was like fourteen when I caught a case
Then when I was sixteen, like fuck it I gotta do the race
Like fuck it, gotta get the cake
Like fuck it, gotta hit the Lane
You don't want smoke, stay in your lane, uh
Like, link up, I just got a call, uh
We pull up, watch his body fall, uh

[Chorus: Lil Monte]
If motions keep on shiftin'
My wrist, it keep on whippin'
Them bricks, they keep on flippin and flippin, yeah
VVS, clarity, check the glistening, yeah
Hit the mileage, you can check the distance, yeah
If motions keep on shiftin'
My wrist, it keep on whippin'
Them bricks, they keep on flippin and flippin, yeah
VVS, clarity, check the glistening, yeah
Hit the mileage, you can check the distance, yeah