Spliffy
TNAD
BAE
You gotta love us
We trippy
Sliimsam
Tracksuits and Jays
Get it get it
Bang
Spiritual flow haters am firing
Send em home with pension rappers am retiring
Fed off blown rappers Dracula am Vampiering
Never carry cash cos my money is always wired in
Give them want they wanting fans just desiring
Killing the tension electric chairs i am wired in
Bodies in my closet it's dark and i got spiders in
Am the New Testament telling who Messiah is
Ask for forgiveness ready to cleanse the liar's sin
I beg u not to judge me why the f*ck you umpiring
Cant catch me ha like Daniel in the lions den
If you don't know me better ask ur next of kin
Bout to drop the mic you know i ain't tired mehn
If y'all think its a joke it's not, its not funny
Eat you up like gummy bears that shit is yummy
Might drop some bodies like am Montana tony
Wake up in the morning roll a jay
Thats my wake and bake after i pray
Then i chose the outfit of the day
No label am still getting paid
TNAD the only way
To the top HAHA your late
My niggas baked
You on my case
Am in a rave
Tracksuit on jays
Smoked a f*cking ounce then i wrote this verse
Yeah i tried to sell weed just to ease the stress
Now am praying to the Lord he bless even the trap
All my niggas got my back don't f*ck with me
Chat shit get clapped my team in black
Like the ripper holding his scythe
Thats my uzi am always strapped
We Grim rippers we burn the green
We drink some lean i roll with T
We all gone eat i got benny
He on the beat i do the dab
And f*ck shit up am on Da Trip
Killing this beat like a funeral you attending it
Name a dead rapper Lazarus i ain't raising em
Haters sending shots and i don't care who be sending em
Life is like a movie you only catch me in the cinema
Flow so sick got em saying they sick of us
Spraying bullets holes on these niggas blacka blacka
If i show Messi ama still ball like Barca
Am the king give me my crown Sep Blatter
My niggas i hi5 the rest waka
I know some boys who lost touch just like Kaka
Shout out to Crouch you lazy attacker
Damn I got dreads Waka Flaka
Wake up in the morning roll a jay
Thats my wake and bake after i pray
Then i chose the outfit of the day
No label am still getting paid
TNAD the only way
To the top HAHA your late
My niggas baked
You on my case
Am in a rave
Tracksuit on jays
Sliimsam - Tracksuits & Jays Lyrics
Sliimsam - Tracksuits & Jays Lyrics
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English
Spliffy
TNAD
BAE
You gotta love us
We trippy
Sliimsam
Tracksuits and Jays
Get it get it
Bang
Spiritual flow haters am firing
Send em home with pension rappers am retiring
Fed off blown rappers Dracula am Vampiering
Never carry cash cos my money is always wired in
Give them want they wanting fans just desiring
Killing the tension electric chairs i am wired in
Bodies in my closet it's dark and i got spiders in
Am the New Testament telling who Messiah is
Ask for forgiveness ready to cleanse the liar's sin
I beg u not to judge me why the f*ck you umpiring
Cant catch me ha like Daniel in the lions den
If you don't know me better ask ur next of kin
Bout to drop the mic you know i ain't tired mehn
If y'all think its a joke it's not, its not funny
Eat you up like gummy bears that shit is yummy
Might drop some bodies like am Montana tony
Wake up in the morning roll a jay
Thats my wake and bake after i pray
Then i chose the outfit of the day
No label am still getting paid
TNAD the only way
To the top HAHA your late
My niggas baked
You on my case
Am in a rave
Tracksuit on jays
Smoked a f*cking ounce then i wrote this verse
Yeah i tried to sell weed just to ease the stress
Now am praying to the Lord he bless even the trap
All my niggas got my back don't f*ck with me
Chat shit get clapped my team in black
Like the ripper holding his scythe
Thats my uzi am always strapped
We Grim rippers we burn the green
We drink some lean i roll with T
We all gone eat i got benny
He on the beat i do the dab
And f*ck shit up am on Da Trip
Killing this beat like a funeral you attending it
Name a dead rapper Lazarus i ain't raising em
Haters sending shots and i don't care who be sending em
Life is like a movie you only catch me in the cinema
Flow so sick got em saying they sick of us
Spraying bullets holes on these niggas blacka blacka
If i show Messi ama still ball like Barca
Am the king give me my crown Sep Blatter
My niggas i hi5 the rest waka
I know some boys who lost touch just like Kaka
Shout out to Crouch you lazy attacker
Damn I got dreads Waka Flaka
Wake up in the morning roll a jay
Thats my wake and bake after i pray
Then i chose the outfit of the day
No label am still getting paid
TNAD the only way
To the top HAHA your late
My niggas baked
You on my case
Am in a rave
Tracksuit on jays
TNAD
BAE
You gotta love us
We trippy
Sliimsam
Tracksuits and Jays
Get it get it
Bang
Spiritual flow haters am firing
Send em home with pension rappers am retiring
Fed off blown rappers Dracula am Vampiering
Never carry cash cos my money is always wired in
Give them want they wanting fans just desiring
Killing the tension electric chairs i am wired in
Bodies in my closet it's dark and i got spiders in
Am the New Testament telling who Messiah is
Ask for forgiveness ready to cleanse the liar's sin
I beg u not to judge me why the f*ck you umpiring
Cant catch me ha like Daniel in the lions den
If you don't know me better ask ur next of kin
Bout to drop the mic you know i ain't tired mehn
If y'all think its a joke it's not, its not funny
Eat you up like gummy bears that shit is yummy
Might drop some bodies like am Montana tony
Wake up in the morning roll a jay
Thats my wake and bake after i pray
Then i chose the outfit of the day
No label am still getting paid
TNAD the only way
To the top HAHA your late
My niggas baked
You on my case
Am in a rave
Tracksuit on jays
Smoked a f*cking ounce then i wrote this verse
Yeah i tried to sell weed just to ease the stress
Now am praying to the Lord he bless even the trap
All my niggas got my back don't f*ck with me
Chat shit get clapped my team in black
Like the ripper holding his scythe
Thats my uzi am always strapped
We Grim rippers we burn the green
We drink some lean i roll with T
We all gone eat i got benny
He on the beat i do the dab
And f*ck shit up am on Da Trip
Killing this beat like a funeral you attending it
Name a dead rapper Lazarus i ain't raising em
Haters sending shots and i don't care who be sending em
Life is like a movie you only catch me in the cinema
Flow so sick got em saying they sick of us
Spraying bullets holes on these niggas blacka blacka
If i show Messi ama still ball like Barca
Am the king give me my crown Sep Blatter
My niggas i hi5 the rest waka
I know some boys who lost touch just like Kaka
Shout out to Crouch you lazy attacker
Damn I got dreads Waka Flaka
Wake up in the morning roll a jay
Thats my wake and bake after i pray
Then i chose the outfit of the day
No label am still getting paid
TNAD the only way
To the top HAHA your late
My niggas baked
You on my case
Am in a rave
Tracksuit on jays
Writer: Samuel Omubo-Dede
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Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid