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Playboi Carti - Slay3r (Official Audio)
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PERFORMING ARTISTS
Playboi Carti
Playboi Carti
Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Roark Bailey
Roark Bailey
Songwriter
Jordan Carter
Jordan Carter
Songwriter
Jeffrey Lawrence Shannon
Jeffrey Lawrence Shannon
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Juberlee
Juberlee
Producer
Roark Bailey
Roark Bailey
Mixing Engineer
Marcus Fitz
Marcus Fitz
Mixing Engineer
Colin Leonard
Colin Leonard
Mastering Engineer

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Everywhere I go, I get paper (what?) Everywhere I go, I get paper (what? Slatt, slatt) I'm a rockstar, I could've joined Slayer (rockstar, rockstar, rockstar) Got the drum in the car That bitch a slayer (slayer, slayer, slayer, slayer) Get put in a box for fuckin' with a player (what?), yeah AR in the box, it came with a laser (what?), yeah I go cook a opp, yeah, just like I cater, yeah (yeah) I fuck on my thot, yeah, we met in Decatur, yeah I go ball on that bitch, yeah, just like a Blazer (what?), yeah Can't start with the bitch, I link another onе later (what?) I gotta get it togethеr (you dig) I'm livin' my life like a rebel (what?) They tried to lock me in a kennel (what?) I beat the case, it was simple (what?) Fresh out of court, yeah (yeah) Jump in the Porsche, yeah (yeah) Slide through the hood, yeah (yeah) Everything good, yeah (yeah) Whole lotta mob shit (what?) Whole lotta mob, whole lotta mob shit (yeah) Whole lotta mob shit (what?) Whole lotta mob, whole lotta mob shit (yeah) Whole lotta mob shit Whole lotta mob, whole lotta mob shit (slatt) Whole lotta mob shit Whole lotta mob, whole lotta mob shit (yeah) Whole lotta mob shit (what? Let's go, let's go) Whole lotta mob shit (what? Let's go, let's go) Whole lotta mob shit Whole lotta mob shit Whole lotta mob, whole lotta mob shit I got these bitches goin' crazy (yeah) I got these bitches goin' crazy (yeah) I walk in the mall, they go crazy (what? What?) I walk in the mall, they go crazy (what? What?) Got plaques on the wall, I go crazy (yeah) Got plaques on the wall, I go crazy (yeah) I got rich and had me a baby (yeah) I got rich and had me a baby (yeah) I drive a coupe, you know it's the latest Sellin' cocaine just like the '80s I caught a body and went on vacation She suckin' my dick, I was on PlayStation (woo, woo) I ride in a Demon, I took off, I'm racin' I ride in a Demon, I feel like I'm Satan (woo, woo) I'm fuckin' these bitches, I'm fuckin' these bitches I gave her some money to put in her savings (woo, woo) I popped me a molly and now I feel faded Muhammad Ali, I feel like the greatest (woo, woo) This nigga tried me and I left him hazy (yeah, yeah) I fucked on this bitch, but she cannot date me (woo, woo) I gotta get it together (you dig) I'm livin' my life like a rebel (what?) They tried to lock me in a kennel (what?) I beat the case, it was simple (what?) Fresh out of court, yeah (yeah) Jump in the Porsche, yeah (yeah) Slide through the hood, yeah (yeah) Everything good, yeah (yeah) Whole lotta mob shit (what?) Whole lotta mob, whole lotta mob shit (yeah) Whole lotta mob shit (what?) Whole lotta mob, whole lotta mob shit (yeah) Whole lotta mob shit Whole lotta mob, whole lotta mob shit (slatt) Whole lotta mob shit Whole lotta mob, whole lotta mob shit Whole lotta mob shit (what? Let's go, let's go) Whole lotta mob shit (what? Let's go, let's go) Whole lotta mob shit Whole lotta mob shit Whole lotta mob, whole lotta mob shit
Writer(s): Kendall Bailey, Jordan Carter, Jeffrey Shannon Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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