Motive Lyrics

Uh

I'm talkin' racks, I'm talkin

I said I'm talkin' racks, I'm talkin

Uh, yeah

I'm talkin' racks

Bitch he a rookie, I've been a vet

Done with the hemi, might cop me a vette

I be walkin' my glizzy, shit look like a pet

Hit up the range hitting' shit with no effort; my eyes closed

How the fuck you stay dangerous? You ain't got no pole

And these niggas be bitches, they already know it

I'm mature so I get racks and don't gotta show it

Uh

Wake up and get to it, don't need a motive

Slide in a hemi, he slide locomotive

He at home and he frustrated, don't got no motion

I'm at home gettin' racks, I don't even got to show up

Niggas don't want me to win, get on top, make 'em throw up

Walk in, drop off a bag; he take pics in the store

Got a hammer for niggas who plottin' like Thor

Stomach growlin, I gotta get to it, need more

Yeah, okay

I ain't got shit for niggas who ain't got no hustle

He got a silver spoon, I got some muscle

Spent a rack on this Glock, ain't no chance I'ma tussle

Brodie throwin' them bombs like he Russell

Ain't no EDD, I'm gettin' paid for my troubles

They like how many times you made 20?

A couple

30k on this hemi, I ain't riding no shuttle

Yeah

I got more ways to make money than books

If he try to rob, he get bussed, I won't book

And it's free Trev, judge tried to read him a book

Huh, I was just broke feel like yesterday

I had to walk through the rain

I'ma get rich, pull off in a Mulsanne

I keep thinkin' bout racks, shit gon' drive me insane

Glizzy on me, got a limp, I think I need a cane

I'm talkin' racks

Bitch he a rookie, I've been a vet

Done with the hemi, might cop me a vette

I be walkin' my glizzy, shit look like a pet

Hit up the range hitting' shit with no effort; my eyes closed

How the fuck you stay dangerous? You ain't got no pole

And these niggas be bitches, they already know it

I'm mature so I get racks and don't gotta show it

Uh

Wake up and get to it, don't need a motive

Slide in a hemi, he slide locomotive

He at home and he frustrated, don't got no motion

I'm at home gettin' racks, I don't even got to show up

Niggas don't want me to win, get on top, make 'em throw up

Walk in, drop off a bag; he take pics in the store

Got a hammer for niggas who plottin' like Thor

Stomach growlin, I gotta get to it, need more