SLOPES

[Intro: Warren Hue]

You have to say something to me like

We have to have a conversation real quick

Boy, you really have to, give me a—

[Verse 1: Warren Hue]

Ayy, summertime shit, I got bands, ayy

Benjamin and me best friends, ayy

Swerving these hoes

I'm tired of shawties that hate when they not on the gram, woah

"Oh my god Warren like hello", I'm back on my bullshit, don't sugarcoat baby

Fuck it, I still want the coupe to be navy

Her cream color Coco like woah, woah

I need a crib up in Soho, New Yorkie like Biggie

I trеated 'Chella like that shit no biggiе

Still got the pac, hella smoke in my city

Hit from the back, now you texting "you miss me"

Bitch, I got bands and it's stuck in my pants, woah

[Pre-Chorus: Warren Hue]

Feel me? Pockets they dancin' like Britney

Bands on me, can't fit my Isseys (Yuh)

Dior look good when it fit me (Yuh)

Back in Jakarta they hope for my downfall

I come up like bitch, I'm the man still

[Chorus: Warren Hue]

And they mad, mad

Why you mad, mad?

And they mad, mad, yuh, yuh

Pull up with a fit and they mad mad, huh

Show money bags in my backpack, huh

Introducing Warren, your grandad, huh

Stepping on rap motherfucker like roach

I don't trust a bitch with a bag brand coach

She gon' touch ice, while I bend her, slope

Ski, ski, way I sled game, two stick, one dick

One to wake they ass up then poke

[Verse 2: Offset]

(Offset) Quarter million dollars on one stage (Quarter million)

Niggas wanna come and switch my plate (Switch)

White man in my pocket, no race (White man)

Shawty is a fan with a little bitty waist (Hey)

Bought a new vert, somebody come race (Perks)

Pop two perc, can't feel my face (Perks)

They don't wanna work, these niggas be lazy (Lazy)

[Verse 3: Warren]

They just wanna surf, I ain't fucking with the wave

Damn, uh, Issey told you I ain't tame, man

Fuck it, do you feel me now?

Now I gotta move weight, I ain't tryna move fake, no way, yeah (Ooh)

Ooh, fuck 'em, I just been on my thang, yuh

Cut 'em cause the mood on strange, yuh

Climbing, got it all on tape

[Verse 4: Offset]

Trapping like a bird when he caught his case (Brrr)

The one that was hating, ain't make it, got erased (Erased)

Food on your table, 'fore you eat say grace (Amen)

Album going number one, I could taste it (Number one)

I was born up a star, I'm an alien (Star)

I'mma sell out arenas and the stadiums

I got my gang and my family, I ain't trading 'em (Gang)

Niggas hating, let 'em drown, I ain't saving them (Drown)

I turn the pain into profit, I should be proud of him (Woo)

[Pre-Chorus: Warren Hue & Offset]

Benjamin in my pocket and I'm counting them

Backstage full of people I don't like

So I say "amen", gotta pray 'fore the pay come in (Amen)

Every year gotta change my alias (Woo)

B.O.T.Y. shawty like the name (Yuh)

And it stained to my soul, had to track my roads

When they watch and they mad, mad

[Chorus: Warren Hue]

And they mad, mad

And they mad, mad

(Show money bags in my backpack, yuh)

Pull up with a fit and they mad, mad, huh

Show money bags in my backpack, uh

Introducing Warren your grandad, huh

Stepping on rap motherfucker like-

[Post-Chorus: Offset]

I was born up a star, I'm an alien

They don't wanna work, these niggas don't want to work

I was born up a star, I'm an alien

I'mma sell out arenas and the stadiums

I got my gang and my family, I ain't trading 'em

Niggas hating, let 'em drown I ain't saving them

I turn the pain into profit, should be proud of him (Woo)

[Outro: Warren Hue]

Nah, nah, fuck that