Motor Yola

[Intro]
Ayy, Spock, you slid on this ho

[Verse]
Yuh, smokin' two Js in the Toyota
Next verse comin' through the Motorola, dig me? (Yuh)
Pulled over now, just to fill the quota (Huh)
Tappin' on my fender, dogs searchin' for aromas (Look)
When I was young, all I wanted was some romaine
Fuck a bad bitch, shh, no names
We was rollin' deep, twenty whips, smokin' propane
Blowin' by them ratchets 'cause they rotate
Yuh, I get to flexin', all my wheels lookin' like one piece
Ya bitch on OnlyFans sellin' that lunch meat
My pen game tougher than bear teeth
This shit bump harder than the line at your house key
Look, girlie in the front seat, I don't fly her out
My kids dancin' in the walls like the Hype House
I'ma say the funny shit you scared to type out
If it got your eyes wide, then I call it high-brow

[Outro]
This the shit we was bumpin', ah, ah
Get wild, get to jumpin' jumpin'
This the shit we bumpin', ah, ah
Get wild, get to jumpin', jumpin', ah