Slatt
Let's go
Woo
Slatt
Slatt
Let's go
Man
Turn me up
Bitch
Slatt
Huh
I'm outside your house
Big glick
Gon' knock that boy out
Bow, bow
We gon' take him out
Forty homies gon' take him out
Skrrt
I feelin' good cause I'm goin' off the lean
I'm sippin' on Wockie
Bitch
I stay with that glick on my side
I got that glockie
Huh
Bitch
I came from the east
Bag up that bitch, we bag up the weed
Bitch
I feel like Mr. T
Hit em' once
Make that young nigga bleed
Gang
Infinite ammo
No need to reload
Bag it up lil' bitch
We movin' the kilos
Smokin' on gas
Layers
Smokin' on Dro
Slatt
Huh
I can't act like I ain't been here before
Slatt
Came from the top
Yeah, I came from kickin' doors
Back doors
Back doors
I gave up but they want more
So I came back, I put on a show
I got my glick, yeah, it's not for show
Play with me, bitch, I keep a pole
My pockets fat, bitch, I stack the dough
Yeah, yeah
Got that big drac full of hollows
Slatt
Huh
Off the drugs, I'm on a high road
Bitch
I can get these racks with my eyes closed
Slatt
Walk in this bih with designer clothes
How you switch on him, I thought that was your bro
Don't act like you ain't know
These niggas pussy, and that's fasho
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Slatt
Let's go
Woo
Slatt
Slatt
Let's go
Man
Turn me up
Bitch
Slatt
Huh
I'm outside your house
Big glick
Gon' knock that boy out
Bow, bow
We gon' take him out
Forty homies gon' take him out
Skrrt
I feelin' good cause I'm goin' off the lean
I'm sippin' on Wockie
Bitch
I stay with that glick on my side
I got that glockie
Huh
Bitch
I came from the east
Bag up that bitch, we bag up the weed
Bitch
I feel like Mr. T
Hit em' once
Make that young nigga bleed
Gang
Infinite ammo
No need to reload
Bag it up lil' bitch
We movin' the kilos
Smokin' on gas
Layers
Smokin' on Dro
Slatt
Huh
I can't act like I ain't been here before
Slatt
Came from the top
Yeah, I came from kickin' doors
Back doors
Back doors
I gave up but they want more
So I came back, I put on a show
I got my glick, yeah, it's not for show
Play with me, bitch, I keep a pole
My pockets fat, bitch, I stack the dough
Yeah, yeah
Got that big drac full of hollows
Slatt
Huh
Off the drugs, I'm on a high road
Bitch
I can get these racks with my eyes closed
Slatt
Walk in this bih with designer clothes
How you switch on him, I thought that was your bro
Don't act like you ain't know
These niggas pussy, and that's fasho
Let's go
Woo
Slatt
Slatt
Let's go
Man
Turn me up
Bitch
Slatt
Huh
I'm outside your house
Big glick
Gon' knock that boy out
Bow, bow
We gon' take him out
Forty homies gon' take him out
Skrrt
I feelin' good cause I'm goin' off the lean
I'm sippin' on Wockie
Bitch
I stay with that glick on my side
I got that glockie
Huh
Bitch
I came from the east
Bag up that bitch, we bag up the weed
Bitch
I feel like Mr. T
Hit em' once
Make that young nigga bleed
Gang
Infinite ammo
No need to reload
Bag it up lil' bitch
We movin' the kilos
Smokin' on gas
Layers
Smokin' on Dro
Slatt
Huh
I can't act like I ain't been here before
Slatt
Came from the top
Yeah, I came from kickin' doors
Back doors
Back doors
I gave up but they want more
So I came back, I put on a show
I got my glick, yeah, it's not for show
Play with me, bitch, I keep a pole
My pockets fat, bitch, I stack the dough
Yeah, yeah
Got that big drac full of hollows
Slatt
Huh
Off the drugs, I'm on a high road
Bitch
I can get these racks with my eyes closed
Slatt
Walk in this bih with designer clothes
How you switch on him, I thought that was your bro
Don't act like you ain't know
These niggas pussy, and that's fasho
Writer: Kamarion Fortney
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Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid