Letra de Slo-Mo - BabyTron

(Damjonboi)

I mean, slow motion beats no motion

I be showboatin', treat 'em so bogus

Finna roll my dope up and pour potion

Multicolor ice up on my chest, might catch me snow-coning

I mean, slow motion beats no motion

I be showboatin', treat 'em so bogus

Finna roll my dope up and pour potion

Multicolor ice up on my chest, might catch me snow-coning

I took a leap of faith and came out with big boy rewards

Have 'em dump it on you, slime you out, Kids Choice Awards

Life's short, before you go, gotta enjoy it first

Lookin' for your safe, like Call of Duty, we destroy and search

Wouldn't tell 'em nothin', save it for the birds, that boy a chirp

Configuring my Double R, gon' play the Royce berserk

Why you talking me to death? I'm all kinds of annoyed

Jack tapped, show brodie a hundred, we Skypin' off 'Droids

Militia ties, you can't back down when it's time to deploy

Application time, it's over, we tried to employ

Pourin' out the baby bottle, we slidin' with toys

Sick the plug hit you with silence, we buyin' the noise

I'ma take the summer, ball it up, and put it in my pocket

It's gon' cost about a fifty-one to book us and deposit

Used to push me to the bottom, now I'm lookin' like the topic

Usually I don't show my hand, the way he shook it, gotta watch him

How you gon' ball with the legends when your level intermediate?

Hop in mode and I get mean if I catch you up on the median

Every load I pick up double X, don't do no mediums

All these years of cookin' and they still ain't found ingredients

I mean, slow motion beats no motion

I be showboatin', treat 'em so bogus

Finna roll my dope up and pour potion

Multicolor ice up on my chest, might catch me snow-coning

I mean, slow motion beats no motion

I be showboatin', treat 'em so bogus

Finna roll my dope up and pour potion

Multicolor ice up on my chest, might catch me snow-coning

Unky selling boy and girl, YMCA

I ain't fuckin' fans, but if I did, they'd sign an NDA

Shoutout to YB, we never broke again like NBA

When I walk out, they like, "That's that one guy"

High as hell, I'm mixin' codeine with some fungi

Licking my lips 'cause I just left my double cup dry

For every dollar that's in my account, I got a punchline

Lil' Tron was rollin' Larry up in some extendo Swishers

Hope that you don't think you crispy, boy, you just a Kenzo dripper

Eat or get ate, leave her, bitch, wait

Two days, eighty k, we just travelled six states

Cuddy caught a body with it, now his ARP haunted

Catch you in that plain tee and do some A-R-T on it

Pour a three of red, now I'm a sleepy head

Always tryna critique, show me it's easy then

I mean, slow motion beats no motion

I be showboatin', treat 'em so bogus

Finna roll my dope up and pour potion

Multicolor ice up on my chest, might catch me snow-coning

Phew

Slow motion beats no motion

I'd rather be movin' a lil' than standin' in place, you know what I'm sayin'?

ShittyBoyz, Dog Shit Militia, Long Live $cams

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