Face, face
Ice on my face, ice on my neck
I'm on the roll, I got a TEC
F*cking that thot, life on the track
You wanna roll, gimme a pack
Keeping it low, baby I'm high
Three for the coat, I got the five
Popping these shots, breaking the law
Repping the Thrd, I'm with the mob
I'm in the Slo, she take it slow
I got a stick, dirty the pole
Nouveau riche, I was so broke
December child, I was so cold
Yeah, he got shot in the cold (yeah)
You ain't my blood, you know (huh)
I got some red on the snow (yeah)
I got some red on the snow (yeah)
Blew shit, new shit, rags to riches
I was downtown, with the members
Then we, went like, to uptown with richmen
Okay, so we, had to learn some (yah)
Packing on bitches on bitches on bitches
Remember better treat them just like bitches
Why is you splurging on these weapons
If you ain't riding around with some hitters
They say more money then there is more problems
I say more problems then there is more money
Snakes in the grass you better start cutting
Cuz snakes will turn into serpents
Yeah, I'm in the castle no Buckin (yeah)
Killing these beats just like Bundy (yeah)
Huh, this shit not funny (yeah)
Clowning like Buggy (yeah)
T-Boy just came that's my Brodie (yeah)
J got a shank he from London (yeah)
Bitch we just came from the gutters (yeah)
It's been a long time coming
I'm in the Slo, she take it slow
I got a stick, dirty the pole
I'm in the Slo, she take it slow
I got a stick, dirty the pole
I'm in the Slo, she take it slow
I got a stick, dirty the pole
I'm in the Slo, she take it slow
I got a stick, dirty the pole
Ice on my face, ice on my neck
I'm on the roll, I got a TEC
F*cking that thot, life on the track
You wanna roll, gimme a pack
Keeping it low, baby I'm high
Three for the coat, I got the five
Popping these shots, breaking the law
Repping the Thrd, I'm with the mob
Kel The Thrd - SLO + SLOW Lyrics
Kel The Thrd - SLO + SLOW Lyrics
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Face, face
Ice on my face, ice on my neck
I'm on the roll, I got a TEC
F*cking that thot, life on the track
You wanna roll, gimme a pack
Keeping it low, baby I'm high
Three for the coat, I got the five
Popping these shots, breaking the law
Repping the Thrd, I'm with the mob
I'm in the Slo, she take it slow
I got a stick, dirty the pole
Nouveau riche, I was so broke
December child, I was so cold
Yeah, he got shot in the cold (yeah)
You ain't my blood, you know (huh)
I got some red on the snow (yeah)
I got some red on the snow (yeah)
Blew shit, new shit, rags to riches
I was downtown, with the members
Then we, went like, to uptown with richmen
Okay, so we, had to learn some (yah)
Packing on bitches on bitches on bitches
Remember better treat them just like bitches
Why is you splurging on these weapons
If you ain't riding around with some hitters
They say more money then there is more problems
I say more problems then there is more money
Snakes in the grass you better start cutting
Cuz snakes will turn into serpents
Yeah, I'm in the castle no Buckin (yeah)
Killing these beats just like Bundy (yeah)
Huh, this shit not funny (yeah)
Clowning like Buggy (yeah)
T-Boy just came that's my Brodie (yeah)
J got a shank he from London (yeah)
Bitch we just came from the gutters (yeah)
It's been a long time coming
I'm in the Slo, she take it slow
I got a stick, dirty the pole
I'm in the Slo, she take it slow
I got a stick, dirty the pole
I'm in the Slo, she take it slow
I got a stick, dirty the pole
I'm in the Slo, she take it slow
I got a stick, dirty the pole
Ice on my face, ice on my neck
I'm on the roll, I got a TEC
F*cking that thot, life on the track
You wanna roll, gimme a pack
Keeping it low, baby I'm high
Three for the coat, I got the five
Popping these shots, breaking the law
Repping the Thrd, I'm with the mob
Ice on my face, ice on my neck
I'm on the roll, I got a TEC
F*cking that thot, life on the track
You wanna roll, gimme a pack
Keeping it low, baby I'm high
Three for the coat, I got the five
Popping these shots, breaking the law
Repping the Thrd, I'm with the mob
I'm in the Slo, she take it slow
I got a stick, dirty the pole
Nouveau riche, I was so broke
December child, I was so cold
Yeah, he got shot in the cold (yeah)
You ain't my blood, you know (huh)
I got some red on the snow (yeah)
I got some red on the snow (yeah)
Blew shit, new shit, rags to riches
I was downtown, with the members
Then we, went like, to uptown with richmen
Okay, so we, had to learn some (yah)
Packing on bitches on bitches on bitches
Remember better treat them just like bitches
Why is you splurging on these weapons
If you ain't riding around with some hitters
They say more money then there is more problems
I say more problems then there is more money
Snakes in the grass you better start cutting
Cuz snakes will turn into serpents
Yeah, I'm in the castle no Buckin (yeah)
Killing these beats just like Bundy (yeah)
Huh, this shit not funny (yeah)
Clowning like Buggy (yeah)
T-Boy just came that's my Brodie (yeah)
J got a shank he from London (yeah)
Bitch we just came from the gutters (yeah)
It's been a long time coming
I'm in the Slo, she take it slow
I got a stick, dirty the pole
I'm in the Slo, she take it slow
I got a stick, dirty the pole
I'm in the Slo, she take it slow
I got a stick, dirty the pole
I'm in the Slo, she take it slow
I got a stick, dirty the pole
Ice on my face, ice on my neck
I'm on the roll, I got a TEC
F*cking that thot, life on the track
You wanna roll, gimme a pack
Keeping it low, baby I'm high
Three for the coat, I got the five
Popping these shots, breaking the law
Repping the Thrd, I'm with the mob
Writer: Big SLO, Kevin Nomat
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