BallOutNik - Motion

Stood on my pivot, in the trenches. I aint gon bend or fold. Heard Guap say Ballout you the realest. Back and forth, im all in traffic, bussing plays, binary switches.
Murda locked inside the box. Free my n*gga, know thats wrong or right, you know im slanging chops.
Threw back a yerk, my body lock.
This that money making music, sit back vibing wit the glock. All this drank im feeling dizzy. Ducking, hiding, from the cops. Bad hoe she show me titties. Big load, move through the city.
Bitch out, from the east, she overseas, im sexting her. Before I leave the crib, I grab my fye that hate be everywhere. Hit Saks, might drop a couple racks, I got expensive taste. Switching lanes, duck behind these tints, they 5 percent. Just took them crackas on a chase.
Bruh gon beat that fuckin case. Lord knows im praying everyday. Strictly all about the digits.
Im on my 2aint shit, im in the bricks, new 4Nik, came with a Switch. Stood on my pivot, in the trenches. I aint gon bend or fold. Heard Guap say Ballout you the realest. Back and forth, im all in traffic, bussing plays, binary switches.
Murda locked inside the box. Free my n*gga, know thats wrong or right, you know im slanging chops.
Threw back a yerk, my body lock.
This that money making music, sit back vibing wit the glock. All this drank im feeling dizzy. Ducking, hiding, from the cops. Bad hoe she show me titties. Big load, move through the city.
Bitch out, from the east, she overseas, im sexting her. Before I leave the crib, I grab my fye that hate be everywhere. Hit Saks, might drop a couple racks, I got expensive taste. Switching lanes, duck behind these tints, they 5 percent. Just took them crackas on a chase.
Bruh gon beat that fuckin case. Lord knows im praying everyday. Strictly all about the digits.
Im on my 2aint shit, im in the bricks, new 4Nik, came with a Switch.

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