Whats The Motive? lyrics

by

Notorious Tae


[Intro: Notorious Tae]
Aye, Yuh
“Holiday”

[Verse 1: Notorious Tae]
Aye your girl want me cause she see I’m next up
Young n*gga now I’m rich got my checks up
Broke ass n*gga yuh flex up
Broke ass n*gga man get your checks up

I got cash, I got all the racks on me
Shawty on me, told that b*tch to back off me
I got checks up, I done flexed up
Ya that b*tch she wanna f*ck because I’m next up

[Verse 2: Sauce God Siah]
(Siah b*tch)
I been dripping since a youngin’ got the bag and I’ve been running since
I ain’t had a dollar so I had to star off stunting cent’s
Getting money that’s my motive, paper talks been common sense
One night stands are regular, cause we ain’t cuff no basic b*tch

Whats the motive b*tch, hating on a youngin’ cause you see him stacking up his chips
You just watching b*tch, hoping in the coupe
Yuh you see me start to switch lanes thinking were the same
We are not the same, nah we are not the same

[Verse 3: Kaito James]
Kaito James, we ain’t f*cking with them lames
We got the fame in range, gonna buy my mom a range
She all that I got so that keeps me in the game
On my grind Tony Hawk till I get a bigger bank

f*ck with me, ya you know they f*ck with me
Getting to the guap ya its a f*cking certainty
Cop a Birkin bag for your hoe that sh*t be Burgundy
And your favourite rapper sending shots but they ain’t hurting me
(Nah they ain’t, nah they ain’t)

[Verse 4: Great Raheem]
Sum of us seen the top and still know where the bottom is
Planting music crops, real ones in my circ*mferences
Circ*mstances, Coincidences
They way she dances, I gotta have it

Whats the motive man, what’s the escape plan
Lady friends glowing up in a Mercedes Benz
And they blowing french kisses like they come from France
And I’m sticking to the plan like i’m Griezmann god damn

[Verse 5: Presidris]
You can't f*ck with us, I’ve been known for making movies on the regular
Hit the spot, Friday night ya we set it off
And my lifestyle getting crazy gotta calm it down
I gotta calm it down

Young fresh n*gga with a check on me
Skinny ass dreads, I gotta stretch on em
Let my dreads hand loose I don’t tie it up
And they didn’t let you in cause you ain’t fly enough

My shorty super spoiled, she got a wish list
She told Santa that she wanted me for Christmas
2 condoms in my pocket, more money bring more problems
Got way too much designer, I like so I cop it

Posted in the cut you can’t hang with us
Fast and Furious I’m in the challenger
2TAKAI, Silent Money we just pop sh*t
2019 in the bag you can't stop this
(It’s Presidris)

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