S0K0 - Motivation

I got all these racks I think they stuck to me
Bitch asked what's my chain
It's a S but after a double V
Thought some people solid
But they switched up so subtly, yeah
Little boy always gon' talk a lot
But he know that he can't fuck with me
I just went up I Chanel
I spent a rack up in double G
Please do not go hit my phone
I hit you back like it troubles me
In the whip I'm moving double time, uh
Yeah, I'm driving in double speed
And keep talking shit 'bout me lil' bro
I heard yo bitch singing Come With Me
But no that lil' thot she can't come with me
You can get popped, you a crumb to me
You get yo racks as a chore
I get these racks 'cause it's fun to me
Really I laugh 'cause its funny
This lil' boys think they can fuck with me, uh
Why these lil' boys think they on shit
Yeah, it really just puzzle me, uh
Just to keep some motivation
I brought ten racks in the booth
Little boy he just be talking
But that shit far from the truth
Little boy keep with that talking
You might get punched in yo tooth
Bitch I just ride my own wave
No I ain't fucking with you
They try to talk I don't listen
So they calling me rude
Why the fuck is you talking to me
No I don't know you lil' dude
Bitch I hit the set I'm a goat
Blow a rack I act a fool
If you my twin you my gang
I can't go back on you
I just spent a lot of racks but I made a, uh
I just spent a lot of racks
But I made a lot back
Y'all just move like bitches
Y'all be talking what's up with that
Bitch I'm going in all the way
I can't go back, uh
I get my money like the motherfucking lotto
But life is a gamble though
I kill this shit, don't got no antidote
I need some Prada shoes
Prada shirt, Prada coat
Bitch I go up to the top
Where you not gon' go
Man you a lame
How the fuck do you stop on go
I know I'm the goat and that's a lot to know
If you hating bitch then you got to go
I been riding round my city, yeah
I heard they talking
And I wanted me a SRT
So I bought it
And it really ain't hard to see
Bitch I'm balling, uh
And no you is not hot as me
I kill shit often, uh, yeah
Why the fuck you talking lil' bitch
No I won't listen
All these diamonds up on my chain
They finna glisten
Bitch I'm balling hard in the city
Feel like a piston
You think that you on shit lil' bro
But you isn't
Just to keep some motivation
I brought ten racks in the booth
Little boy he just be talking
But that shit far from the truth
Little boy keep with that talking
You might get punched in yo tooth
Bitch I just ride my own wave
No I ain't fucking with you
They try to talk I don't listen
So they calling me rude
Why the fuck is you talking to me
No I don't know you lil' dude
Bitch I hit the set I'm a goat
Blow a rack I act a fool
If you my twin you my gang
I can't go back on you

Written by:
Dominic Sokolowski

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