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otm - slow motion lyrics

[intro: duffy]
(i get my work from the narco)
yeah
you know the truth, yeah
sh+t

[refrain: duffy & saysothemac]
who that talkin’? i ain’t worried ’bout him
stincs walkin’ in, we the joints, i know you heard about us
i leave the house, ain’t got no choice, i’m bringin’ heavy metal
n+ggas police, told ’em beat it, we can’t speak about it
sh+t, make sure y’all know what the truth is
snakes slither by me, but we cuttin’ off the loose ends
always gettin’ money, never tried to be the cool kids
double deckers on us, b+tch, we comin’ with our two friends
anything he say, he better stand on it
slidin’ with my chop, i ain’t tryna put my hands on him
told that n+gga, “listen to the stincs, you might learn somethin'”
chops out, it’s a mac show, n+gga, say somethin’
stinc team, bling bling, cannons out, so say cheese
ring+ring, ding+ding, get the bag, we flee the scene
susa lee is not as valuable if she ain’t with mei ling
keep it player, baby, that’s too bad if you don’t know what that mean
slow motion, double cup, we finna pour some mud
mini draco on me, they like, “duffy, where you get that from?”
why you look surprised? even demons like to have some fun
ain’t no fake n+ggas with the gang, we don’t show no love (ayy)
[chorus: saysothemac]
mac with a trap ’cause i like it like that
threw some nuts on my mac ’cause i like it like that
heard the strap go brrat ’cause you ain’t like me like that
look, this trish, i don’t like it like that
she a punk rock b+tch, i ain’t like her like that
feet bleedin’ on the track ’cause i like it like that
stincs run la, b+tch, fans like us like that
ugh, blow a bag and get it right back

[verse 1: blue pesos]
fins and mac+10s, you know i like it like that
four n+ggas in the coupe, that mean we came with eight straps
i started lettin’ hollows off, they like, “d+mn, p, relax”
big cannons, mad max, gas inside the backpacks
ugh
try the stincs, you won’t last
it’s some sh+t on me, b+tch, tell these n+ggas, “back+back”
exterminate this n+gga, i start feelin’ rat vibes
get some oochies or a job, i don’t hang with shoe shiners
sh+t
we know the truth, the truth hurts, ain’t that the truth?
all it take is one mean muggin’ here, i start actin’ a fool
chops out, mops out, n+gga, what you tryna do?
stinc team them n+ggas with that sh+t on them, we sip juice
long live the ruler, john gotti, ain’t no snakes by me
big body foreign, pippy long in the front with me
let the b+tch go, she ain’t yours, plus you play pimpin’
don’t ever ask if i got my strap, you know it stay with me
[chorus: saysothemac]
mac with a trap ’cause i like it like that
threw some nuts on my mac ’cause i like it like that
heard the strap go brrat ’cause he ain’t like me like that
look, this trish, i don’t like it like that
she a punk rock b+tch, i ain’t like her like that
feet bleedin’ on the track ’cause i like it like that
stincs run la, b+tch, fans like us like that
ugh, blow a bag and get it right back

[verse 2: ralfy the plug]
i’m mr. no rap cap, i know you like it like that
okay, that was a nice job, but here’s five, now slide back
i spilled sauce on the b+tch, her job was to slime me back
play with me, get stripped, n+gga, that’s a grimy fact
i’m from the stinc team where we get grimy racks
if it was a bein’ the truth award, i would get a lot of plaques
i hang with mob bosses like roger the rabbit
stinc team, otm buff in the booth like p90x
oh, that’s your b+tch? i didn’t know, sh+t, i charge her for s+x
if i ever hit your b+tch, she’s a part of the collection
you didn’t hit your knees for pastor ralfy, it’s fine, i ain’t a reverend
pourin’ double whammies, b+tch, like, “go best friend, go best friend”
f&n on me, no wrestler, don’t test me
diamonds water, super soaker, i can go jet skiin’
i’m the truth, nothin’ like you, best believe we different
you gon’ give me the money or not, it’s your decision
the plug
[refrain: duffy & saysothemac]
who that talkin’? i ain’t worried ’bout him
stincs walkin’ in, we the joints, i know you heard about us
i leave the house, ain’t got no choice, i’m bringin’ heavy metal
n+ggas police, told ’em beat it, we can’t speak about it
sh+t, make sure y’all know what the truth is
snakes slither by me, but we cuttin’ off the loose ends
always gettin’ money, never tried to be the cool kids
double deckers on us, b+tch, we comin’ with our two friends
anything he say, he better stand on it
slidin’ with my chop, i ain’t tryna put my hands on him
told that n+gga, “listen to the stincs, you might learn somethin'”
chops out, it’s a mac show, n+gga, say somethin’
stinc team, bling bling, cannons out, so say cheese
ring+ring, ding+ding, get the bag, we flee the scene
susa lee is not as valuable if she ain’t with mei ling
keep it player, baby, that’s too bad if you don’t know what that mean
slow motion, double cup, we finna pour some mud
mini draco on me, they like, “duffy, where you get that from?”
why you look surprised? even demons like to have some fun
ain’t no fake n+ggas with the gang, we don’t show no love (ayy)

[chorus: saysothemac]
mac with a trap ’cause i like it like that
threw some nuts on my mac ’cause i like it like that
heard the strap go brrat ’cause you ain’t like me like that
look, this trish, i don’t like it like that
she a punk rock b+tch, i ain’t like her like that
feet bleedin’ on the track ’cause i like it like that
stincs run la, b+tch, fans like us like that
ugh, blow a bag and get it right back

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