[Intro]
You know what that nigga Cory say?
[Verse]
Huh, real ass nigga, gon' talk my shit
You a bitch ass nigga, you ain't gonna do shit
When I first started rappin', hoes dissed my shit
But I'm up now, nigga can't tell me shit
Turned 8 to a band, did it all in one day
Went back to the crib spent it all on bae
Money real long, yeah, like all-all day
And still ain't even hit 10k
And smell my gas, I swear it stink
No, we can't match, no, we can't link
This SLT make RIP
You fuck with me, you fuckin' with we
You ain't smokin' on gas, you smokin' on weed
Damn, me, high as can be
Yeah, this gas, ain't cheap
Nigga, you is not smokin' for free
Oh, I can't act up, that shit played out
I can't dance, but I still fuckin' dip out
I fuck hoes, but I don't give em' no clout
She in love, I don't know how
Ooh, huh, what happened?
Yeah, I caught you and you and you and you lackin'
Huh, ooh, fuck the talkin'
Nigga, we just want all of that action
I got guns, but I bеt you won't see em'
Unless you run up, then nigga, gon' meet еm'
And yeah, Bruce Lee, this shit got kick back
Pop, pop, pop, hit your whole damn wave cap
Said he want smoke, but I know he don't mean that
What blonde hair nigga you know that's like that?
Them guns cool, but I know you can't fight back
I mean, it's cool, we still gon' shoot back
I'm high, not really, nigga do what? He silly
Southside, come find me, better yet, come see me
Wanna smoke? Come match me
And please don't bring no reggie
And please don't bring no hoes, who say they ain't payin' nothin'
Pulled up in a hoopty and still did the dash
I fuck on your bitch and squeeze on her ass
I love me a MILF 'cause they got a fuckin' bag
Fuckin' on a white bitch, yeah she rad
Beatin' your ass, just like your dad
Your music not good, that shit so sad
Ooh, yeah, that shit sad, nigga
Mm, that shit sad, uh
[Outro]
Talkin' my shit, yeah I be talkin' my shit
Yeah, I don't know what to say
Man I'm just done, on this bitch, yeah
Y'all niggas really fuckin' suck
SLT, not 2019, I'm fuckin', for life
You know what that nigga Cory say?
[Verse]
Huh, real ass nigga, gon' talk my shit
You a bitch ass nigga, you ain't gonna do shit
When I first started rappin', hoes dissed my shit
But I'm up now, nigga can't tell me shit
Turned 8 to a band, did it all in one day
Went back to the crib spent it all on bae
Money real long, yeah, like all-all day
And still ain't even hit 10k
And smell my gas, I swear it stink
No, we can't match, no, we can't link
This SLT make RIP
You fuck with me, you fuckin' with we
You ain't smokin' on gas, you smokin' on weed
Damn, me, high as can be
Yeah, this gas, ain't cheap
Nigga, you is not smokin' for free
Oh, I can't act up, that shit played out
I can't dance, but I still fuckin' dip out
I fuck hoes, but I don't give em' no clout
She in love, I don't know how
Ooh, huh, what happened?
Yeah, I caught you and you and you and you lackin'
Huh, ooh, fuck the talkin'
Nigga, we just want all of that action
I got guns, but I bеt you won't see em'
Unless you run up, then nigga, gon' meet еm'
And yeah, Bruce Lee, this shit got kick back
Pop, pop, pop, hit your whole damn wave cap
Said he want smoke, but I know he don't mean that
What blonde hair nigga you know that's like that?
Them guns cool, but I know you can't fight back
I mean, it's cool, we still gon' shoot back
I'm high, not really, nigga do what? He silly
Southside, come find me, better yet, come see me
Wanna smoke? Come match me
And please don't bring no reggie
And please don't bring no hoes, who say they ain't payin' nothin'
Pulled up in a hoopty and still did the dash
I fuck on your bitch and squeeze on her ass
I love me a MILF 'cause they got a fuckin' bag
Fuckin' on a white bitch, yeah she rad
Beatin' your ass, just like your dad
Your music not good, that shit so sad
Ooh, yeah, that shit sad, nigga
Mm, that shit sad, uh
[Outro]
Talkin' my shit, yeah I be talkin' my shit
Yeah, I don't know what to say
Man I'm just done, on this bitch, yeah
Y'all niggas really fuckin' suck
SLT, not 2019, I'm fuckin', for life
( Jaah SLT )
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