[Intro] (Sypooda!) Motor Uh Uh Uh Uh Uh (Uh Uh Uh Uh Uh ) Uh Uh Uh Uh Uh Damn, Yo Fuck Ted Spanos! (What's this knob do?) [Verse 1, MOTOR] Show up to his house his kids dying Wind ch-imes blowing 'round his fucking porch at midnight Slid quietly into the crib sly with my maneuvering Lying on the floor if he got diamonds I'm removing it Silence goes across the room in waves While MOTOR paving the way Hear me echo like a cave popping fuckers who misbehave On the stage, I'm freshly shaven still don't got a babyface And in all black drip like a raven, you pacing to save your place Your heart should shrivel up like a raisin When I count my Raising Canes Yeah that's my Chicken Grab the waitrеss I'm staring at crazy plates Stacking the bacon until you can't taste it I savor it, top it off with a filеt Nothing you saying is saving your case I'm with awkward and Biiggy it isn't your day! (Cause we Packin) [Verse 2, awkward ] Packing drugs before I get to school like I was packing lunch I'm serving runtz to cunts who like sticking fingers inside their butts (Ew) And if you fuck with product ill show you all the Iraq in us (BOOM BOOM) Because we ain't doing shit unless a motherfucker pack a gun! These ****** got me cussing in public But when I pull to your function, I'll leave you stuck with concussions We carry zips by the dozen and carry blow like a Russian You ain't nothing to me like how the fuck is this even a discussion? We got meek like its mill, we kill and watch the blood spill All on the ground he sure ain't paying for those medical bills I'm rocking yellow jumpers with katanas feeling like bill I'll slice your bowels like you're Fowler just to give me a thrill! My flow is harder than a bitch, these maxi pads cannot handle me And ill finish the job, because we got plenty of ammo g I do this shit single-handedly, Homie we ain't got amity These snowflakes coming at me just for all of my profanity! [Verse 3, Yung Eli ] Oh, how can it be? Niggas throwing shade like a canopy And in return, these bullets do some damaging (BOOM BOOM BOOM BOOM) I let the cannon sing Camo on can't be seen Half these niggas capping when they rapping its just fantasy His bitch is a fan of me it drove him to insanity I feel like cole when I kick a bitch out nigga I demand my tee Like give me my shirt back Living with the drugs dealing where the work at? Then I flip it and serve that But I'm feeling like Drake hope nobody heard that Well by nobody I mean the feds I ain't mean to take his shorty we wasn't that drunk I don't know how she got in my bed And them niggas that's up in your corner been hyping you up and it got to your head That's how niggas end up dead, block-like Carti Whole Lotta Red [Verse 4, MOTOR ] This pussy said to off him I'm like bet Caught him in his bed Pop-out like some Pez Only way he resting gon be in a coffin Leave his ass coughing up blood Infrared beam gonna detect When that shit hit your chest Not a thing to protect you Because we do not tolerate the disrespect If you talking let it be direct All up in my section should've never stepped bitch you get swept
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