Slatt, slatt
I'm that nigga with a backpack
You rap wack
You think that you can rap fast
You talk smack
You want it, you can get that
It's pitch black
I be creeping with a big strap
Big chain, big drip
My flame, too lit
You lame, you shit
Switch lane, you snitch
Big chain, big drip
My flame, too lit
You lame, you shit
Switch lane, you snitch
Uh yeah, walk out, walk out the building with black & mild
Uh yeah, wait, harsh child, get all my slatt's and we roll out
Uh yeah wait, poke it out, phat ass bitch got a big mouth
Uh yeah wait, borchy, f*ck with us then we finna sort shit
Yeah they know I got sort shit out
She said there's a problem I'm a genius now
Said they want smoke ima torch shit now
Ima bring that fire I'm shut shit down with the gang
They ain't really gang they hang for the clout
They ain't got a name so up in the crowd
When I'm at my shows and I tear shit down
Say my name like a pack of the loud
Told myself that I gotta stand out no hand if they want smoke call a man down
My nigga I don't give a f*ck now
I'm a small ass nigga with a bust down
Why you jealous?
Coz a young nigga up now
On top, don't stop, imma get wild
F*ck around, get lost, won't get found
Keep it buck, seventeen, I'm a dream child
They jealous coz I drip with a big smile
Back up coz shit boutta go down
Got your bitch screaming loud saying "bling! blow!"
Look at the flick of my wrist
I'm making nothing but hits
I got some shit in the vault once I drop I'm popping I'm tearing the whole game to bits
Used have packs of the gas till I changed my life now
Now I got cash in the bag now I double that price
Used to sip lean with a bean but I changed my life
Now I got gucci on the wrist so I ain't got time yeh I ain't got time yeah I ain't got time
Back up if you ain't got bag
Shawty back up sit it up on my lap
Bad lil bitch she got all that ass
She gon shake that shit like I brought from the trap
Back up if you ain't got bag
Shawty back up sit it up on my lap
Bad lil bitch she got all that ass
She gon shake that shit like I brought from the trapI've been
So high
So high
So high
So high
So high
Slatt, slatt
I'm that nigga with a backpack
You rap wack
You think that you can rap fast
You talk smack
You want it, you can get that
It's pitch black
I be creeping with a big strap
Big chain, big drip
My flame, too lit
You lame, you shit
Switch lane, you snitch
Big chain, big drip
My flame, too lit
You lame, you shit
Switch lane, you snitch
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Slatt, slatt
I'm that nigga with a backpack
You rap wack
You think that you can rap fast
You talk smack
You want it, you can get that
It's pitch black
I be creeping with a big strap
Big chain, big drip
My flame, too lit
You lame, you shit
Switch lane, you snitch
Big chain, big drip
My flame, too lit
You lame, you shit
Switch lane, you snitch
Uh yeah, walk out, walk out the building with black & mild
Uh yeah, wait, harsh child, get all my slatt's and we roll out
Uh yeah wait, poke it out, phat ass bitch got a big mouth
Uh yeah wait, borchy, f*ck with us then we finna sort shit
Yeah they know I got sort shit out
She said there's a problem I'm a genius now
Said they want smoke ima torch shit now
Ima bring that fire I'm shut shit down with the gang
They ain't really gang they hang for the clout
They ain't got a name so up in the crowd
When I'm at my shows and I tear shit down
Say my name like a pack of the loud
Told myself that I gotta stand out no hand if they want smoke call a man down
My nigga I don't give a f*ck now
I'm a small ass nigga with a bust down
Why you jealous?
Coz a young nigga up now
On top, don't stop, imma get wild
F*ck around, get lost, won't get found
Keep it buck, seventeen, I'm a dream child
They jealous coz I drip with a big smile
Back up coz shit boutta go down
Got your bitch screaming loud saying "bling! blow!"
Look at the flick of my wrist
I'm making nothing but hits
I got some shit in the vault once I drop I'm popping I'm tearing the whole game to bits
Used have packs of the gas till I changed my life now
Now I got cash in the bag now I double that price
Used to sip lean with a bean but I changed my life
Now I got gucci on the wrist so I ain't got time yeh I ain't got time yeah I ain't got time
Back up if you ain't got bag
Shawty back up sit it up on my lap
Bad lil bitch she got all that ass
She gon shake that shit like I brought from the trap
Back up if you ain't got bag
Shawty back up sit it up on my lap
Bad lil bitch she got all that ass
She gon shake that shit like I brought from the trapI've been
So high
So high
So high
So high
So high
Slatt, slatt
I'm that nigga with a backpack
You rap wack
You think that you can rap fast
You talk smack
You want it, you can get that
It's pitch black
I be creeping with a big strap
Big chain, big drip
My flame, too lit
You lame, you shit
Switch lane, you snitch
Big chain, big drip
My flame, too lit
You lame, you shit
Switch lane, you snitch
I'm that nigga with a backpack
You rap wack
You think that you can rap fast
You talk smack
You want it, you can get that
It's pitch black
I be creeping with a big strap
Big chain, big drip
My flame, too lit
You lame, you shit
Switch lane, you snitch
Big chain, big drip
My flame, too lit
You lame, you shit
Switch lane, you snitch
Uh yeah, walk out, walk out the building with black & mild
Uh yeah, wait, harsh child, get all my slatt's and we roll out
Uh yeah wait, poke it out, phat ass bitch got a big mouth
Uh yeah wait, borchy, f*ck with us then we finna sort shit
Yeah they know I got sort shit out
She said there's a problem I'm a genius now
Said they want smoke ima torch shit now
Ima bring that fire I'm shut shit down with the gang
They ain't really gang they hang for the clout
They ain't got a name so up in the crowd
When I'm at my shows and I tear shit down
Say my name like a pack of the loud
Told myself that I gotta stand out no hand if they want smoke call a man down
My nigga I don't give a f*ck now
I'm a small ass nigga with a bust down
Why you jealous?
Coz a young nigga up now
On top, don't stop, imma get wild
F*ck around, get lost, won't get found
Keep it buck, seventeen, I'm a dream child
They jealous coz I drip with a big smile
Back up coz shit boutta go down
Got your bitch screaming loud saying "bling! blow!"
Look at the flick of my wrist
I'm making nothing but hits
I got some shit in the vault once I drop I'm popping I'm tearing the whole game to bits
Used have packs of the gas till I changed my life now
Now I got cash in the bag now I double that price
Used to sip lean with a bean but I changed my life
Now I got gucci on the wrist so I ain't got time yeh I ain't got time yeah I ain't got time
Back up if you ain't got bag
Shawty back up sit it up on my lap
Bad lil bitch she got all that ass
She gon shake that shit like I brought from the trap
Back up if you ain't got bag
Shawty back up sit it up on my lap
Bad lil bitch she got all that ass
She gon shake that shit like I brought from the trapI've been
So high
So high
So high
So high
So high
Slatt, slatt
I'm that nigga with a backpack
You rap wack
You think that you can rap fast
You talk smack
You want it, you can get that
It's pitch black
I be creeping with a big strap
Big chain, big drip
My flame, too lit
You lame, you shit
Switch lane, you snitch
Big chain, big drip
My flame, too lit
You lame, you shit
Switch lane, you snitch
Writer: Thijs Argente
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