Yeah, I like this shit
Scrilla
Aye
TF, we the nation
Lil nigga, we got heavy motion
Know my pockets grown, bitch
Tried to pin a baby on me
Big Scrilla, everything lit
Ain't no small shit
Seen you came buss down Rollie, but got a small wrist
Aye, cause that's a 36
If I roll a 6 or an 8, I'm taking all risks (I'm taking all bets)
2 Freaky badass bitches make them kiss each other (Make em both wet)
Me and Chop ain't got the same mama, but that's still my brother
Family, loyalty, respect
That mean everything
Strippers in here, fighting with each other cause we made it rain
Red and blue tips in this chop
It can stop a train
Nigga mad, they ain't got no motion
We is not the same
Stack or starve, tatted on my stomach, put it on our frontal
F*ckin' niggas, baby mamas, tell the kids I'm their uncle
I ain't selling no type of hair, but got them blue bundles
Brody ain't never been in the woods but he a still hunt you
Walked in Lennox Mall, pockets swole, can buy the whole Store
Put a tester on these VVs, till that bitch explode
B-22s, 223s, knock a nigga fro
100 20s, 50s at Allure, you can't see the flow
50k in dubs in a bag, you ain't even know
Snuck the FN in the club, he ain't even feel the pole
Having heavy motion, I ain't with commotion
TF been winning, yeah they mad gang boasting
Headshot gang up the score, we blowing
Onyx throwing dubs, Perky's got a nigga floating
I don't need a six, pour a six in my soda
Double up my cup, bitch, I don't need a coaster
First class flight attendant pouring up mimosas
TF having motion
Wrist busd down, heard the pack touchdown
F*ck niggas hating
41 wrist, Wop dropped kit
Pull up in a drop top whip
That petty ass 10, we a blow that on some kicks
AR got kick, glizzy with a switch
Scrilla got the beam so he ain't miss shit
Young niggas lit, Gillie came Rolley
Bankroll, aint folding
Heard your phone slow, so you lacking heavy motion
Lamb truck vibes, open up the door, diamonds glowing
52 weeks, we getting paid, but you know this
Gang, hit your city, strip club, we gon' throw it
Heard your nigga mad, cause them niggas ain't having motion
I heard they gang the brokest
You never had a dub
Bitch, I blewed it on some drugs
SRT's burning out when we leave the club
100K all blues, bitch, yeah, I'm fresh, never been a dub
Scrilla Gu - Motion (feat. Colossal Chop) Lyrics
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Yeah, I like this shit
Scrilla
Aye
TF, we the nation
Lil nigga, we got heavy motion
Know my pockets grown, bitch
Tried to pin a baby on me
Big Scrilla, everything lit
Ain't no small shit
Seen you came buss down Rollie, but got a small wrist
Aye, cause that's a 36
If I roll a 6 or an 8, I'm taking all risks (I'm taking all bets)
2 Freaky badass bitches make them kiss each other (Make em both wet)
Me and Chop ain't got the same mama, but that's still my brother
Family, loyalty, respect
That mean everything
Strippers in here, fighting with each other cause we made it rain
Red and blue tips in this chop
It can stop a train
Nigga mad, they ain't got no motion
We is not the same
Stack or starve, tatted on my stomach, put it on our frontal
F*ckin' niggas, baby mamas, tell the kids I'm their uncle
I ain't selling no type of hair, but got them blue bundles
Brody ain't never been in the woods but he a still hunt you
Walked in Lennox Mall, pockets swole, can buy the whole Store
Put a tester on these VVs, till that bitch explode
B-22s, 223s, knock a nigga fro
100 20s, 50s at Allure, you can't see the flow
50k in dubs in a bag, you ain't even know
Snuck the FN in the club, he ain't even feel the pole
Having heavy motion, I ain't with commotion
TF been winning, yeah they mad gang boasting
Headshot gang up the score, we blowing
Onyx throwing dubs, Perky's got a nigga floating
I don't need a six, pour a six in my soda
Double up my cup, bitch, I don't need a coaster
First class flight attendant pouring up mimosas
TF having motion
Wrist busd down, heard the pack touchdown
F*ck niggas hating
41 wrist, Wop dropped kit
Pull up in a drop top whip
That petty ass 10, we a blow that on some kicks
AR got kick, glizzy with a switch
Scrilla got the beam so he ain't miss shit
Young niggas lit, Gillie came Rolley
Bankroll, aint folding
Heard your phone slow, so you lacking heavy motion
Lamb truck vibes, open up the door, diamonds glowing
52 weeks, we getting paid, but you know this
Gang, hit your city, strip club, we gon' throw it
Heard your nigga mad, cause them niggas ain't having motion
I heard they gang the brokest
You never had a dub
Bitch, I blewed it on some drugs
SRT's burning out when we leave the club
100K all blues, bitch, yeah, I'm fresh, never been a dub
Scrilla
Aye
TF, we the nation
Lil nigga, we got heavy motion
Know my pockets grown, bitch
Tried to pin a baby on me
Big Scrilla, everything lit
Ain't no small shit
Seen you came buss down Rollie, but got a small wrist
Aye, cause that's a 36
If I roll a 6 or an 8, I'm taking all risks (I'm taking all bets)
2 Freaky badass bitches make them kiss each other (Make em both wet)
Me and Chop ain't got the same mama, but that's still my brother
Family, loyalty, respect
That mean everything
Strippers in here, fighting with each other cause we made it rain
Red and blue tips in this chop
It can stop a train
Nigga mad, they ain't got no motion
We is not the same
Stack or starve, tatted on my stomach, put it on our frontal
F*ckin' niggas, baby mamas, tell the kids I'm their uncle
I ain't selling no type of hair, but got them blue bundles
Brody ain't never been in the woods but he a still hunt you
Walked in Lennox Mall, pockets swole, can buy the whole Store
Put a tester on these VVs, till that bitch explode
B-22s, 223s, knock a nigga fro
100 20s, 50s at Allure, you can't see the flow
50k in dubs in a bag, you ain't even know
Snuck the FN in the club, he ain't even feel the pole
Having heavy motion, I ain't with commotion
TF been winning, yeah they mad gang boasting
Headshot gang up the score, we blowing
Onyx throwing dubs, Perky's got a nigga floating
I don't need a six, pour a six in my soda
Double up my cup, bitch, I don't need a coaster
First class flight attendant pouring up mimosas
TF having motion
Wrist busd down, heard the pack touchdown
F*ck niggas hating
41 wrist, Wop dropped kit
Pull up in a drop top whip
That petty ass 10, we a blow that on some kicks
AR got kick, glizzy with a switch
Scrilla got the beam so he ain't miss shit
Young niggas lit, Gillie came Rolley
Bankroll, aint folding
Heard your phone slow, so you lacking heavy motion
Lamb truck vibes, open up the door, diamonds glowing
52 weeks, we getting paid, but you know this
Gang, hit your city, strip club, we gon' throw it
Heard your nigga mad, cause them niggas ain't having motion
I heard they gang the brokest
You never had a dub
Bitch, I blewed it on some drugs
SRT's burning out when we leave the club
100K all blues, bitch, yeah, I'm fresh, never been a dub
Writer: Gregory Bufford, Ladale Donaldson
Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid
Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid
Performed By: Scrilla Gu
Language: English
Length: 2:13
Written by: Gregory Bufford, Ladale Donaldson