Motion (feat. LayLow Lee)

(Look, look, look, aye)

Can you party with a gangster, party with a thug? (A thug)

Hit a lick, hit the strip, then I hit the club (Okay)

Bad bitches in my section and they show me love (Damn)

Trap **** and we flexing 'cause we caught a dub

I ain't never had shit, but now a **** got it (Aye)

I was born that ****, hell nah, I wasn't taught it (Hell nah)

Carolina **** with a whole lot of motion (Lotta motion)

Pull-up cameras flashing, yeah, we causing a commotion

I pull up they notice me, I be clean like OCD

Only rapper that done ever made it back from 0-3

'Cause I'm talented, special, hell yeah I'm different

Summa Cum Laude, but this choppa still ignorant (fire, fire, fire)

Pockets fat like DJ Khaled, yeah they screaming "We the best"

I'm a Chucktown legend, I was raised in the West

I might hit it with no rubber, then head to CVS

Then head to my crib, with my son, PBS (lets go)

Before I take care of my bitch, I gotta take care of my kid (Krue)

She say she want closure, so I bought that hoe a wig (Yo' what the fuck)

He tried to take my bitch, but I'ma actually take his (Damn)

She say I'm her best man, not talking Taye Diggs

But I'm talking Slizzy K, yeah I do this every day

See I couldn't be the same, no I had to elevate

I had to boss up, man up, stand up on my shit (Stand on business)

He was taking crazy till we ran up in his shit (Come here ****)

Can you party with a gangster, party with a thug? (A thug)

Hit a lick, hit the strip, then I hit the club (Okay)

Bad bitches in my section and they show me love (Damn)

Trap **** and we flexing 'cause we caught a dub

I ain't never had shit, but now a **** got it (Aye)

I was born that ****, hell nah, I wasn't taught it (LayLow)

Carolina **** with a whole lot of motion (Yah)

Pull-up cameras flashing, yeah, we causing a commotion

Fresh out the trap, we in the mix, gotta keep that water floating

Walk inside the spot, I ain't even got a chain, but a **** glowing

I'm serving harder than these **** with flawless 'cause **** be hoes

These **** ain't on nothing, and my **** ain't going

And my phone buzzin' 24/7 till the morning

I'ma dumb it down, make sure you come straight for you even score

Heading 'round with Lil K, with a K, you know we outside touring

Money to be made, get it off the floor, baby hands and knees it

They tryna make this shit here difficult, but this shit easy

I pledge my allegiance to the trenches, 'cause I know they need me

Concrete jungle, I'm in they mouth belly of the beasts

Two hoes aye, ménage à trois, they on some freak shit

Beat 'em to the floor, then out the door, you gotta leave bitch

I ain't never had shit, but baby girl I don't want you either

Carolina God, **** like Allah, but I run with demons

This a gangster party, so if you tell you can't be

yah yah yah

Can you party with a gangster, party with a thug? (A thug)

Hit a lick, hit the strip, then I hit the club (Okay)

Bad bitches in my section and they show me love (Damn)

Trap **** and we flexing 'cause we caught a dub

I ain't never had shit, but now a **** got it (Aye)

I was born that ****, hell nah, I wasn't taught it (Hell nah)

Carolina **** with a whole lot of motion (Lotta motion)

Pull-up cameras flashing, yeah, we causing a commotion