Frrt
Get out your seats, round of applause for a real nigga
One phone call, two rings, bro kill niggas
One ho head, she get wet, finna spill niggas
I like seals, Wockhardt, no navy
I got four pints, full little baby
My ex-bitch a rapper, she hot now
In real life, she drives me crazy
3 cents, he got a real good KDR
Don't say we coming unless we say we are
Fifty grams of the shits sealed up in the jar
This shit for my hoes datin' me, good God
Gave a ho 18
65 on sight
I don't ever get sad
Poppin' them tags, throwin' on racks
Chopstick stuck to my leg in these slacks
I don't argue with niggas, hell no
Niggas be cap, they ain't really on go
223s, might piss up your soul
AK sing like Nat King Cole
Tall pretty bitch suckin' me real slow
Ooh, I had to stand on my toes
Lick her phone, her boyfriend callin'
She ain't gonna stop 'cause a young nigga ballin'
Reeking
Slatt talk, that's slatt talk
Slatt talk, that's slatt talk
Slatt talk, that's slatt talk
My bitch geekin'
Slatt talk, that's slatt talk
Slatt talk, that's slatt talk
Bitch my freaky
Slatt talk, that's slatt talk
Bitch my leaky
Slatt talk, that's slatt talk
Bitch my freaky
Slatt talk, that's slatt talk
Do for my brothers, don't do shit for a bitch
Slatt
Six digit number, I just spinned on my wrist
I can't remember the last time I was frisked
Private at the port
Backseat Maybach like a Ford
Eatin' on gold forks
Yeah
Flexin' on you dorks
Finna heat him up like a torch
Treat him like '05 Scott Storch
I don't got no regrets, I'm the man
I found ten racks in my pants
I'm not too cool to hit a Dougie
Out my body, that's why bitches love me
Reeking
Slatt talk, that's slatt talk
Slatt talk, that's slatt talk
Slatt talk, that's slatt talk
My bitch geekin'
Slatt talk, that's slatt talk
Slatt talk, that's slatt talk
Bitch my freaky
Slatt talk, that's slatt talk
Bitch my leaky
Slatt talk, that's slatt talk
Bitch my freaky
Slatt talk, that's slatt talk