[Oddy Nuff:]
Pour the potion to slow motion
Live fast, die young, bitch, I’m coasting
Sip gas, fire tongue, bitch, I’m boasting
Grip ass, light blunts, bitch I’m looking
Open up your mother fucking mind, bitch
Out of the box, experimenting like a scientist
Scratching your head, I’ll make your mother fucking 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, shanty
Never leave without my OZ
40 OZ’s in the O.E
Just another OG, low-key mother fucker 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 [x8]
[$crim:]
Here’s a little story that I gots to tell
Couple grams of weed that I tried to sell
Girlie hit me up, said she wants an 8th
Told her give me ten and I’d be right at her 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, but she 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 blow job later
Bougie ass girl pulled out three $20’s
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
We 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
3rd coast, muddy water, West Bank coke snorters
[Supa Sortahuman:]
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
Buy my bud from super hippies
Take some L n get super trippy
When I’m on a lot of drugs, swear to God you ain’t fucking with me