Текст песни get slatt (outro) - Jordan Thraxx

(This is a certified hood classic)
(Trapaholics real trap shit)
(This Chicago nigga)
(Evil empire laughing all the way to the bank)

I know, I know
2 bitches, get slatt
Can't sleep, I'm rolling on X
Rough sex keep breaking the bed
Big nut, I put on her face
Big guns all over the place
Big bro just came with a switch
Just know I'm living like this

Uh huh, uh huh, uh huh, uh huh
You gone take that pill
I got your bitch over here with my niggas
I'm that nigga, I can't crash out
Or go out sad like you niggas
She so bad, fuck that bitch
Brand new jeans they Vetements

There's too many hoes in here
I gotta switch up the flow lil bitch
I gotta switch up the vibe
Look at this shi-
Look at this shit

She got big old thighs
Pull her legs up, that shit so tight
My niggas that jump out the house
They bringing them sticks and aiming at you

Hitting that bitch from the back uh huh
I'm making this guala, i don't need to talk
I told the bitch, you gotta ride on the dick
Your bitch so bad, had to take your bitch
Number 9, number 9 jeans on me
I'm swerving that whip, it's a SRT
Nobody knows what I really feel
Geeked up off a perc for real

She wanna be friends again
I can't let it go baby
I been in my head for real
I know that you need it
Please don't hurt my feelings
I hope that you feel it
I don't want this bitch
I'm too selfish

I know, I know
2 bitches, get slatt
Can't sleep, I'm rolling on X
Rough sex keep breaking the bed
Big nut, I put on her face
Big guns all over the place
Big bro just came with a switch
Just know I'm living like this

Uh huh, uh huh, uh huh, uh huh

(This is a certified hood classic)
(You're tuned into the industries finest dj)
(Dj gutter, the motherfucking mixtape king, you bastards)
(Real trap shit)
(Evil empire)
(Coke, Dope, Crack, Smack, Weed E's and CD's)
(We got it all for cheap)
(Shhh, you hear that)