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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 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, shawty 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 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 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, 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 20s 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 3rd 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 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
Writer(s): Scott Anthony Jr. Arceneaux, Aristos Petrou Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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