[Verse 1: RX Papi]
Jump out the car with a 5.56
3 gram backwood, this lit
On a Percocet, that's why I'm itching
You can play the front seat while I handle my business
As soon as you start that weird shit, I get missing
She like "Papi, I done been through it with a few niggas"
I said "I ain't them, baby, I'm a smooth slither"
Got a deep, wet pussy like they put a pool in it
I slide right in it, I bust a move in it
Ain't no cuffing in the wild, girl, it been a cool minute
She gon' get in that kitchen, cook stew for a nigga
She don't really nag or be on my back
Help me count the money and bag the sack
Papi Myers don't talk when I hit it from the back
She said "Papi, get slithery, I like it likе that"
Got her bent on the drеsser like I'm taking her soul or something
Beating the back in like she owe me something
Kill that pussy like it's stole something
She squirming around tryna hold something
The way you gon' go when Papi Myers got a hold on you
You gon' fuck around and make me spend a whole load on you
She like "Papi, I love you and I'm all for you, and when Papi Myers come out you get me in the mood"
[Verse 2: Slitherman]
Slitherman fucking with the bitch, had a long day (Slither)
Shit in the past, baby, I don't wanna talk about it (Talk about it)
A six coupe, Slitherman gon' pop out (Yuh)
Broke-ass nigga on his ass, never pop out (Slitherman)
I'ma beat your back in, fuck you to some slither music
Back seat in your face, bitch, I know you into it
Slitherman leave a bitch body in the basement (Yuh)
Slitherman baby, I'ma kill that pussy (Yuh, Yuh)
Slitherman (Slitherman Slitherman Slitherman)
I'ma fuck you to some slither music (Slitherman Slitherman)
Walk into the kitchen, Slitherman go beat his wrist to it (Yuh)
Ain't never ever made love to some slither music (Yuh, Yuh)
Busy catching bodies, stop with the extras
Slitherman need him a [?]
Don't fuck with that human being, Slitherman better
Slitherman, here go far as [?]
Slitherman (Slitherman)
Slitherman hit your fucking life up
Slitherman (Slitherman)
Slitherman hit your fucking day up
Pop out the sunroof, shoot your Wraith up
Slitherman and Papi Myers, they don't like to see that
Slitherman dislocate your jaw with these timbs
I'll splash fish grease in your daughter face
Let me take you to the back and tell you 'bout my day (Ay, Ay)
I done killed two niggas this morning
I got Homeland Security looking for me
You ain't gotta send me a plate, I want sugar and water
Get in the Audi and toss her
Slitherman live in dumps
Slitherman hate flossing
Try to run, Slitherman caught him
Slitherman will hang the nigga daughter (Slitherman Slitherman)
