Motorola Era
(Statik Selektah)
(Toni)
You put that - on the pedal stool
I got the Prada on the pedal on whatever's available
I drive my cars according to which one had got gas in it
Know I got flavor, I get paid off ad-libbin' (Toni)
I ain't goin' back and forth, badminton
Bad b-, - different (bad)
I brag different (brag), my bag different (brag different)
My tag different, my mag different (brr), brr (fah), fah-fah-fah (okay)
Okay, I'm reloadin', surrounded by the deep throaters that meet quotas
Drop promethazine in the peach soda
Weed rollers (yeah), I was summoned by all the street soldiers (hm)
Cuban link on hug, you give you the cold shoulder (woo)
I might flirt with a chicken, give her the wrong number (hm)
I dropped the top of the year, it's gon' be a cold summer (cold)
I dropped the top of the coupe, it look like a roadrunner
I grab my own -, like, let me hold somethin'
We see 12 and hit the fence (Motorola era)
Section eight with low rent (Motorola era)
Went from a nick to a brick (Motorola era)
I got the trophy on my wrist (Motorola era)
We see 12 and hit the fence (Motorola era)
Section eight with low rent (Motorola era)
Went from a nick to a brick (Motorola era) (uh)
I got the trophy on my wrist (Motorola era) (hey)
Fly exotic, diabolic, the psychologic
Cypher solid, rock jewels that's nice and brolic
Come from it, never stunted, keep it a hundred
Speak to the blunted, no sleep, deep in her stomach (ha-ha)
Top billin', blew the spot, not through the ceilin'
Who not chillin'? See a whole lot in they feelings
One million, two million, three million, four
Five million, six million, - it, want it all
Face off, hit the clutch, give it and take off (vroom)
Cake off, 'cause I'm scared to let these invades 'cause
ASOS, wide-body, no weight loss
Why try me? As high as I be is state four
Fresh garments, penthouse, hidden apartments
Gettin' it constant, came up, mission accomplished
Two initials, too on point, too official
A too OG, I'm who'll get you
We see 12 and hit the fence (Motorola era)
Section eight with low rent (Motorola era)
Went from a nick to a brick (Motorola era)
I got the trophy on my wrist (Motorola era)
We see 12 and hit the fence (Motorola era)
Section eight with low rent (Motorola era)
Went from a nick to a brick (Motorola era)
I got the trophy on my wrist (Motorola era)
Stackin', st-st-stackin' plenty papers
Plenty-, plenty papers
Plen-plen-plen-plen-plen-, plenty papers
(Toni)
You put that - on the pedal stool
I got the Prada on the pedal on whatever's available
I drive my cars according to which one had got gas in it
Know I got flavor, I get paid off ad-libbin' (Toni)
I ain't goin' back and forth, badminton
Bad b-, - different (bad)
I brag different (brag), my bag different (brag different)
My tag different, my mag different (brr), brr (fah), fah-fah-fah (okay)
Okay, I'm reloadin', surrounded by the deep throaters that meet quotas
Drop promethazine in the peach soda
Weed rollers (yeah), I was summoned by all the street soldiers (hm)
Cuban link on hug, you give you the cold shoulder (woo)
I might flirt with a chicken, give her the wrong number (hm)
I dropped the top of the year, it's gon' be a cold summer (cold)
I dropped the top of the coupe, it look like a roadrunner
I grab my own -, like, let me hold somethin'
We see 12 and hit the fence (Motorola era)
Section eight with low rent (Motorola era)
Went from a nick to a brick (Motorola era)
I got the trophy on my wrist (Motorola era)
We see 12 and hit the fence (Motorola era)
Section eight with low rent (Motorola era)
Went from a nick to a brick (Motorola era) (uh)
I got the trophy on my wrist (Motorola era) (hey)
Fly exotic, diabolic, the psychologic
Cypher solid, rock jewels that's nice and brolic
Come from it, never stunted, keep it a hundred
Speak to the blunted, no sleep, deep in her stomach (ha-ha)
Top billin', blew the spot, not through the ceilin'
Who not chillin'? See a whole lot in they feelings
One million, two million, three million, four
Five million, six million, - it, want it all
Face off, hit the clutch, give it and take off (vroom)
Cake off, 'cause I'm scared to let these invades 'cause
ASOS, wide-body, no weight loss
Why try me? As high as I be is state four
Fresh garments, penthouse, hidden apartments
Gettin' it constant, came up, mission accomplished
Two initials, too on point, too official
A too OG, I'm who'll get you
We see 12 and hit the fence (Motorola era)
Section eight with low rent (Motorola era)
Went from a nick to a brick (Motorola era)
I got the trophy on my wrist (Motorola era)
We see 12 and hit the fence (Motorola era)
Section eight with low rent (Motorola era)
Went from a nick to a brick (Motorola era)
I got the trophy on my wrist (Motorola era)
Stackin', st-st-stackin' plenty papers
Plenty-, plenty papers
Plen-plen-plen-plen-plen-, plenty papers
Credits
Writer(s): Tauheed Epps, Patrick Baril, Anthony Cruz
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