Motion Sick

By StanWill

Released on August 1, 2023

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[Intro: StanWill]

Yeah

[Verse 1: StanWill & BabyTron]

Spin the 'Cat till I'm motion sick

Tin Man in this Chrome Heart, I'm emotionless

I ain't stepping out the crib 'less the pole equipped

Can't believe she shot a shot, I'm finna ho this bitch


[Verse 2: StanWill]

How yo baby popping out the cut, it's like I'm C-section

On my back a X but my sneaks, they got three S's

How you in that water but was never in the deep section?

Taking over 2022, bitch, we gon' keep pressing


[Verse 3: BabyTron]

Popping out with big chicken, Foghorn Leghorn

Mister Back It Up, bitch, I talk more, spend more

Unky dropping fiends off that,, he the fent' lord

Why you playing checkers? Bitch, wе moving on the chessboard


[Verse 4: StanWill]

Road running, live a tour lifе, feel like Uzi

Pink Runtz in the 'Wood, one puff, brodie woozy

Treat yo baby like I'm Brian, nickname yo bitch "Stewie"

Bitches tryna get behind the scenes 'cause my life a movie


[Verse 5: BabyTron]

Flyer than an asteroid, I'm up here with the moon

Ha-ha, nah, for real, I'm high as hell, dude

Woke up with that one itch, I gotta get some blues

Ha-ha, can't relate, yo plans fell through


[Verse 6: StanWill]

Driving crazy off the 42, I might crash the 'Vette

Twenty ball on me in the mall just to cash a tech

Whole gang swinging sticks, think our ass the Mets

Bet you DJ Khaled fat-ass, know our ass the best

Bought a ACOG for the yop just to peep through it

I be shit talking but the pape' what I speak fluent

Up a broomstick, hit his block, we gon' sweep through it

Max ammo in a hunnid rounder, we gon' keep shooting


[Verse 7: BabyTron]

You ain't got no hustle, you a bona fide bum

Play with us? He gon' take some shots like he type one

Dance in the dark but the light make the ice jump

He ain't got no blick, have my robbers treat him like lunch

201, 101, I'm finna slide and punch

Hunnid rounder, fifty drummer, finna light 'em up

Stone Island windbreaker on, I'm just climbing up

This a big blue strip party, you won't find a dub


[Verse 8: StanWill]

All this cheese, all this sauce, it's a pizza party

Thirty .308s in this bitch, bet they eat the target

If ShittyBoyz ain't shitting, you must be retarded

Pull up in a fucking spaceship, I must be a Martian


[Verse 9: BabyTron]

Sliding down, leave yo block with some tumbleweeds

Big bop stick with the beam and the double D's

Riding 'round in that one whip with the bumblebee

Every song you make weak, shouldn't touch a beat


[Verse 10: StanWill]

I'll snatch the buffs off his face, he a weakling now

Tron blowing gas in this bitch, got the Ling-Ling eyes

If we the ShittyBoyz, y'all the PeePee Guys

New BIN smacking, ran it up off a Visa slide


[Verse 11: BabyTron]

Moose Knuckle with the fur thirteen hunnid

Ninety-nine overall, I'll give yo team buckets

Just dropped a dub on the ice, finna leave Hutch's

Sick the money counter broke, shit, I'ma keep thumbing