BabyTron - Slo-Mo

(Damjonboi)

I mean, slow motion beats no motion
I be, show boating, treat 'em so bogus
Finna roll my dope up and pour potion
Multicolor ice up on my chest, might catch me sno-coning
I mean, slow motion beats no motion
I be, show boating, treat 'em so bogus
Finna roll my dope up and pour potion
Multicolor ice up on my chest, might catch me sno-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
Looking for your safe, like Call of Duty, we destroy and search
Wouldn't tell 'em nothing, save it for the birds, that boy a chirp
Keep figuring my Double R gonna play the Royce bezerk
Why you talking me to death, I'm all kinds of annoyed
Jack tapped, show brodie a hundred, we skyping off 'Droids
Militia ties, you can't back down when it's time to deploy
Application time is over, we tried to employ
Pouring out the baby bottle, we sliding with toys
Sick the plug hit you with silence, we buying the noise
I'ma take the summer, ball it up, and put it in my pocket
It's gon' cost about a 51 to book us and deposit
Used to push me to the bottom, now I'm looking 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 cooking and they still ain't find ingredients

I mean, slow motion beats no motion
I be, show boating, treat 'em so bogus
Finna roll my dope up and pour potion
Multicolor ice up on my neck, might catch me sno-coning
I mean, slow motion beats no motion
I be, show boating, treat 'em so bogus
Finna roll my dope up and pour potion
Multicolor ice up on my neck, might catch me sno-coning

Unky selling boy and girl, YMCA
I ain't fucking fans, but if I did they 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 mixing codeine with some fungi
Licking my lips cuz I just left my double cup dry
For every dollar that's in my account, I got a punch line
Little Tron was rolling 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, 80K, we just travelled six states
Cudi 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, show boating, treat 'em so bogus
Finna roll my dope up and pour potion
Multicolor ice up on my neck, might catch me sno-coning

Slow motion beats no motion
I'd rather be moving a little than standing in place, you know what I'm saying?
Shittyboyz, Dogshit Militia, Long Live $cams

Written by:
James Johnson

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