Letras
(Project)
Everything slatt, everything slatt, everything (Oh)
Everything slatt, everything slatt, everything
I'm tryna tell you I'm slime (Slatt)
King cobra, bitch, I'm slime (Slatt)
She tryna fuck, hunch time (What?)
I'm tryna hit you one more time, one more time, one more time
Shit on my neck look like the sunshine (Oh)
I'm high as shit, I'm tryna calm down (Oh)
I'm high as shit, I'm tryna calm down (Woah)
They tried to slow it down
I done went Chrome Heart tags
YSL, everything slatt
We wasn't on the same track (We wasn't on the same track)
I had to put it pain for that (I had to put in pain)
I had to put in pain for this (Uh, yeah)
Tell you I really prayed for this (Yeah)
Niggas wasn't talkin' 'bout shit (Blatt)
I had to go and get rich (Woo)
It like, nah, for real
Like, deadasss (Woo)
Had to take a couple losses
Had to take a couple losses, and see where my head was at (Woo)
Now a nigga winnin, see what I'm sayin?
I just talked to slime, slime told me to pop it, overly
Okay, slime told me to go up (Yeah), he told me to step on these niggas
I promise to step on these niggas, 'cause I'm really better than niggas
Don't walk up to me on no cool shit, I might embarrass you, nigga
I got some bad vibes overseas, I might go to Paris, lil' nigga
I'm 'bout to pop it, I'm 'bout to pop it, for real (Yeah)
Nigga can't stop me, for real
Walk in the bank and I might just go pull out a mil' (Woo)
'Cause a nigga just signed him a deal (Woo)
Hol' on, fuck that, none of these niggas is real (Woo)
All of these niggas gon' squeal
Got tired of my whips, so I went 'head and forgi' the wheels (Slatt)
Can't even afford my wheels (Slatt, huh, that real, that real)
That's real (Yeah)
Huh, her pussy hold on tight, huh (Hold on tight)
Her pussy hold on tight, huh (Hold on tight)
Ayy, shawty, you my type, uh (You my type)
I need you to pull up tonight (I need you to pull up), huh