Текст песни Slump Szn - Hxppa feat. Big Fit, Ethan Redick & Macklind Avenue

Shawty why you up
This late, this often
Show some body language
I don't feel like talking
Ms on my mind
Swear to God, I'm all in
Diamonds drip like a faucet

Count the pay
I pour the bag
Feel a type of way
When I hit the cul-de-sac
Got that dark red suede
Inside the Cadillac (Yeet)
Spark that flame boy
No candle wax (Yop)

Pull up to the crib
With the homies and a ziplock
Timepiece on my wrist
Swear to god like tick tock
Seal then twist
Watch your girl
She give me tip top
And I got pipes
Sing in key like I'm a pick lock
Say that she a wife
But she hit me with the lip lock
Bitch stop
Say you ain't sleep
But you still knocked
Sipping Hennessey
When the kick drop
Smoke gasoline
No pit stop

But you know that I be whipping
Me and Fitter in the kitchen
Bump my music on the system
Gold my teeth
No wisdom
I don't need ur permission
Shit be double vision
I'm dressed in all black
Stack these racks like these digits, aye
'Cause it's a bitch to wait
Swear imma get the cake
Alexander Wang

But you get the message
I bite the bullet
No Smith and Wesson
I'm answering questions
With questions
Don't know half the numbers
I'm texting

This shit got me leaning
Swear to God, I'm dreaming
I be sipping 40s
With your shorty on the weekend
Bitch, we scheming
Come through
We cheifing
If you so Goddamn woke
Bitch, why you sleeping

Shawty why you up
This late, this often
Show some body language
I don't feel like talking
Ms on my mind
Swear to God, I'm all in
Diamonds drip like a faucet
You know I be saucing

Shawty why you up
This late, this often
Show some body language
I don't feel like talking
Ms on my mind
Swear to God, I'm all in
Diamonds drip like a faucet

I pull up in the Camry Hatchback
Rolling through the ATM
Bitch, I got cash back
Finna get a zip
Yeah, you know I got the gas pack
Hundreds in the backpack
Flip her on her back, yeah
I ain't flipping Os
Making money on the stove
Varvatos cologne
Got these hoes on they toes
Hey, my name is Big Joe
And I chop up the flow
You already know
That I been stole your ho
I'm taking control
Take these shots that I pour
Blow by the O

I'm on my grind
But I stay on the low (Wait, yeah)
All these friends say they bite (Yeah)
We at the function all night (Yeah)
Go the 'Land, take a flight (Yeah)
All these friends say they bite (Yeah)
We at the function all night (Yeah)

This shit got me leaning
Swear to God, I'm dreaming
I be sipping 40s
With your shorty on the weekend
Bitch, we scheming
Come through
We cheifing
If you so Goddamn woke
Bitch, why you sleeping

Shawty why you up
This late, this often
Show some body language
I don't feel like talking
Ms on my mind
Swear to God, I'm all in
Diamonds drip like a faucet
You know I be saucing

Shawty why you up
This late, this often
Show some body language
I don't feel like talking
Ms on my mind
Swear to God, I'm all in
Diamonds drip like a faucet