Slayed

[Pre-Chorus: Prod] Ooh, yeah, callin' on my name, she don't know me, yeah Please  don't call my phone, I'm off the Codeine Always  on my dick like she the police, yeah Wanna bring a friend, she like four deep [Chorus: Prod] All these hoes gettin' slayed, damn Molly  on her tongue, she don't play, damn I  don't wan' fuck, give me face, damn If I'm gon' fuck, leave her face down [Verse 1: Prod] Ridin'  'round your block with that tre pound They don't come outside, tell 'em "Stay down" If they come outside it's a playground 'Cause all my niggas shootin' like they Ray, now, yeah All  my niggas got it off the hit, damn You can get robbed for your chips, damn You can get robbed for your bitch, yeah Pass it to my bro, that's an assist, yeah All net, that's a swish, yeah Shoot or shoot like the gym, yeah Mix the juice with the gin, yeah [Chorus: Prod] All these hoes gettin' slayed, damn Molly on her tongue, she don't play, damn I don't wan' fuck, give me face, damn If I'm gon' fuck, leave her face down All these hoes gettin' slayed, damn Molly on her tongue, she don't play, damn I don't wan' fuck, give me face, damn If I'm gon' fuck, leave her face down [Verse 2: Lil Tecca] Yeah, bitch, I'm Tecca sprayin' with that K now I don't wan' come home, I'm staying late out, yeah Bad bitch fuckin' with the gang now Tecca keep a TEC, that shit go bling, blaow, yeah Take a nigga bitch, she wan' a ring now All you get is dick then take your shit out, yeah I don't fuck with snakes, yeah All these niggas fake, these bitches fake, ooh, yeah Pull up on his block and with that K, do it, yeah Yeah, we shootin' shit, you know the gang shoot Countin' all this money, fingers stained blue Yeah, I'm runnin' up, I know the gang do [Outro: Lil Tecca] Pullin' up on a jet now, yeah Bad bitch givin' head Now I'm countin' all this dead Now I'm countin' all this dead, yeah Yeah-yeah, oh, woah