Lyrics Sixteen - Slump6s
Man
fuck
Slump
Slump
going
crazy
bruh,
wait
'til
he
drop
the
heat,
on
god
If
you
ain't
fucking
with
Slump,
we
ain't
fucking
with
you
Look
what
we
doing,
been
16,
I'm
a
G.O.A.T.
for
the
movement
Bigger
the
cheese,
on
my
Ratatouille
Ain't
want
me
to
go
up,
but
I'm
finna
do
it
Got
big
choppers,
talkin'
call
of
duty
Run
up
on
that
boy,
we
turn
him
to
a
smoothie
In
a
couple
years,
I'ma
win
a
Grammy
Gonna
have
my
family
watching
me
with
toolies
Because
of
my
age,
they
think
I'ma
prove
shit
to
you
You
like
30
and
don't
plan
on
moving
I
hopped
in
the
game,
ain't
nobody
knew
me
And
I
started
running
shit,
feel
like
I'm
hooping
You
can
call
me
Bronny,
the
way
that
I'm
dunking
this
shit
If
you
think
I
ain't
scoring
you
stupid
How
to
train
a
dragon
on
these
little
niggas
If
you
want
a
problem
then
I
leave
him
toothless
Honestly,
you
really
dumb
if
you
think
that
you
hot
as
me
Hit
up
your
hoe,
now
I
know
you
not
fond
of
me
Chain
costing
more
than
your
rent,
nigga
probably
Feel
like
a
leader,
how
these
niggas
follow
me
Feel
like
a
TV,
how
these
niggas
watchin'
Call
me
tempo,
the
way
I
get
to
boxing
She
want
me
back,
I
know
this
hoe
is
toxic
I'm
not
in
prison,
all
my
brothers
locked
in
(I'm
not
in
prison,
all
my
brothers
locked
in)
I
get
a
bag,
then
took
that
lil
hoe
shopping
(know
I
really
cop
shit)
If
he
talk
down
this
fire
get
to
poppin'
(If
he
talk
down
this
fire
get
to
poppin')
If
he
talk
down
this
fire
get
to
poppin'
(If
he
talk
down
this
fire
get
to
poppin')
If
he
talk
down
this
fire
get
to
poppin'
(If
he
talk
down
this
fire
get
to
poppin')
Silly
me,
all
these
niggas
is
my
mini-me
That
ain't
your
chain,
lil'
nigga,
are
you
kidding
me?
Back-to-back-to-back,
I
call
this
shit
a
trilogy
Stack-on-stack-on-stack,
I'll
show
you
how
it
really
be
All
these
little
trolls,
they
don't
really
get
to
me
It's
getting
kinda
old,
but
I
don't
show
no
sympathy
Ever
since
I
went
up,
they
tryna
get
rid
of
me
Call
me
alphabet,
'cause
I
already
been
a
G
L-M-N-O-P,
I
take
a
trip
to
Rio
I'm
a
rockstar
man,
I
feel
like
The
Beatles
Ice
on
my
neck,
it's
weighing
like
a
kilo
I
done
crashed
the
whip,
I
gotta
get
a
repo
I
got
all
the
drip
man,
shoutout
to
my
dad
I
got
too
many
sons,
I
feel
like
Steve
Nash
If
you
really
capping,
put
that
boy
on
blast
I
just
told
your
friend,
"Don't
worry
'bout
the
past"
I'm
up,
they
mad
I
really
got
shit
they
really
wish
they
had
I'm
up,
they
mad
I
really
got
shit
they
really
wish
they
had
Motherfuckers
is
always
in
the
motherfuckin'
barber
shop
Tellin
me,
Slump6
ain't
bout
this,
Slump6
ain't
bout
that
Nigga
ain't
even
about
what
he
be
rapping
about
Shut
the
fuck
up,
nothing
wrong
with
that
Look
what
we
doing,
been
16,
I'm
a
G.O.A.T.
for
the
movement
Bigger
the
cheese,
on
my
Ratatouille
Ain't
want
me
to
go
up,
but
I'm
finna
do
it
Got
big
choppers,
talkin'
call
of
duty
Run
up
on
that
boy
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