
Date of issue: 26.08.2014
Age restrictions: 18+
Record label: G59
Song language: English
Slow Motion Potion |
A SLMDNKASR production |
Uh, G*59 |
Oddy Nuff da $now Leopard |
Ayy, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey |
Pour the potion to slow the motion |
Live fast, die young, bitch, I’m coasting |
Sip gas, fire tongue, bitch, I’m boasting |
Grip ass, light blunts, bitch, I’m loc’ing |
Open up your motherfucking mind, bitch |
Out of the box, experimenting like a scientist |
Scratching your head, I’ll make your motherfucking mind itch |
Got a date to the apocalypse with a Mayan bitch |
Told her, «hold up shawty, where the fucking weed?» |
We got to roll up, shawty |
Never leave without my OZ |
Forty OZ’s in the O. E |
Just another OG, lowkey motherfucker prone to nose bleeds |
Hoe, please |
All I need is more cheese |
Better make it cheddar, bitch |
I’m sharp like broke teeth |
Now, hold these trophies, motherfucker |
Pour the potion to slow the motion |
Pour the potion to slow the motion |
Pour the potion to slow the motion |
Pour the potion to slow the motion |
Pour the potion to slow the motion |
Pour the potion to slow the motion |
Pour the potion to slow the motion |
Pour the potion to slow the motion |
($crimmy, work!) |
Here’s a little story that I gots to tell |
Couple grams of weed that I tried to sell |
Girly hit me up, said she wants an eighth |
I told her, «give me ten—and I’d be right at your place» |
Pulled up at the condo, gave a knock on the door |
What I seen next, it had me on the floor |
She then replied, «Hey, $crim! |
Surprise!» |
Took my hands, and I rubbed my eyes |
She said she’s out of money, got something for me |
Opened her legs and showed me her pussy |
I said, «Hold up, honey, I need my paper!» |
Following that will be a blowjob later |
Boujee ass girl, pulled out three twenties |
Told her don’t ever, ever play with my money |
Hit the front door like a fire exit |
Then dirt scooped me up in the four-door Lexus |
Went to the store, copped a few Phillies |
Blew a few blunts, said, «Thank you, Miss Lilly» |
Headed to the city where the good die young |
Third coast, muddy water, West Bank coke snorters |
Pour the potion to slow the motion |
Pour the potion to slow the motion |
Pour the potion to slow the motion |
Pour the potion to slow the motion |
Pour the potion to slow the motion |
Pour the potion to slow the motion |
Pour the potion to slow the motion |
Pour the potion to slow the motion |
(Ya', Supa) |
I got that potion that’ll put you in slow-mo |
Take too much of this shit, and you’ll be saying, «I don’t want this no more!» |
I just want to go home |
Smoke dope and fucking zone |
Airplane mode on my mobile phone |
Copped a zone on a homegrown clones |
Buy my bud from super hippies |
Take some L and get super trippy |
When I’m on a lot of drugs, swear to god, you ain’t fucking with me |
The lights are simmering |
The stars are shine |
Wake back up the next morning |
Get right back on my grind, 'cause I- |
Pour the potion to slow the motion |
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