W.L.M

[Intro]

(Ayy, STG)

Yeah, yeah, yeah

Run it up, run it up, uh

[Verse 1]

Came from the bottom, now we up, that's facts

Hundred round drum, got it tucked in the back

Never had love, had to grind for the racks

Made it out the mud, now the foreign all black

[Pre Hook]

I was broke, now the bag don't fold (Nah)

Made a plan, had to stick to the code (Yeah)

All this ice got my neck too cold (Brrr)

Came a long way, I can’t sell my soul (Never)

[Hook]

Trap house boomin’, that's a whole lotta motion

Flooded my wrist, that’s a whole lotta ocean

Came from the streets, now we ball like it's open

City on fire, yeah, the gang really chosen

[Verse 2]

Ten toes down, had to move with precision

Plates touched down, got ‘em gone in a minute

Loyalty first, we ain't switchin' positions

Money keep callin’, I handle the business

[Bridge]

(Yeah) Runnin' these racks up, I need me some more

(Yeah) I was just broke, had to kick down the door

(Yeah) I keep a shooter, he stay on the go

(Yeah) Talk out your neck and we lettin’ it blow

[Hook]

Trap house boomin’, that's a whole lotta motion

Flooded my wrist, that’s a whole lotta ocean

Came from the streets, now we ball like it's open

City on fire, yeah, the gang really chosen

[Outro]

(Ayy, STG)

Whole lotta motion

Whole lotta motion