Songtexte




Don't forget
That I'm the illest nigga
Out this bitch
Came up out the crib
Just so I can house a bitch
I ain't wife'ing shit but money
Lord I love my wife and shit
Lord if you gone save me sinnin
Better pipe that bitch
Hit em wit the stick
Shake his body
Take his clothes off
Just so when we leave em
No one touch em like it's cold slaw
Start foaming out the mouth
That's what happen to my old dog
Dont fuck up wit my bag
I been tryna get sum goyard
And my lawyer
Don't say shit
I guess that nigga mozart
Or toeven
I been smoking
Ever since I wrote it
This shit is potent
Hopped out the wave
Into a ocean
What's this commotion
Y'all talking like a nigga finally
Made it
While I'm dropping these percs up out my hands
Just Cuz I'm shaking
All this stress done blessed
My life
But it turn me to a patient
I just fucked a fat bitch
Ima leave her when I make it
I'm a real bad mon
Wit this money I'm Jamaican
This a real xan man
Can you feel it
Did you take it
This a deep ass wound
I can heal it
I can take it
This a thick ass bitch
Don't stop moving
Plz just shake it
I took a bite
Baby girl
You know
Ya shit was caking
I'm the real bat man
Wit a bullet in the chamber
Miss the fucking Target
Hit the baby of the neighbor
I'm feeling real dark
Boi I got a fucking saber
And I'm looking for the plug
Boy I got a fucking tazer
And they like slap
Hold me back
You know them niggas cap
I'm in the trap
And if they shooting
Then I'm shooting back
And on my momma
You Can't say
That I been moving fat
I'm faster than a bitch
Nd shit won't die
Cuz I just never lack
Trap was tootin pistols
Let it whistle
It just go brrraa
How ya let mans
Get Beat on
What type of pussy that?
I hope y'all listen what I'm saying
In these fucking rap
Actually, Fuck it
I'll still ain't moving back
Somethings I think about wocky
Still Think bout the yak
I hope them dumb niggas go die
You know ion fuck wit rats
I'm in the v and yeah I'm sliding
With a fucking Mac
Caught em at a crack
So when we hit
Hurt his momma back
Hallow tips gone fucking fry em
Turn em to a tat
We know them niggas lying
They ain't spinning back
I Said don't play boi
You see a lotta red
This shit a game boi
She get broke in half
I got a name boi
Before I ever rapped
We ain't the same
Check the news
For I up the mag
Finna off em
Ringing snooze
Like a phone to head
Life a bitch
Yeah you know I'm prolly getting head
I'm in the same lane
Just a different car
She always calling for a nigga
Must've hit it hard
I know you fucked some bitches
But that wasn't hard
I know you sold some drugs
But you took it far
You still same the nigga and a lame bitch
I got a stick It
Change the weather
Just like anng did
You niggas ain't shit
You Niggas ain't rich
No dad but a nigga
Still can aim bitch
No Johnny
But my wrist on some dang shit
I Change ya life
Baby girl you know ya nigga ain't shit



Autor(en): Back Slap


BackSlap - Slap Freestyle
Album Slap Freestyle
Veröffentlichungsdatum
10-09-2022




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