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Slack'd Up
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Hip-Hop/Rap
Slack'd Up was released on April 8, 2019 by The Sax House Studio as a part of the album Slack'd Up - Single
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Release DateApril 8, 2019
LabelThe Sax House Studio
Melodicness
Acousticness
Valence
Danceability
Energy
BPM96

Credits

COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Nathaniel Armstrong
Nathaniel Armstrong
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Nate Slackz
Nate Slackz
Mastering Engineer
MarioOnDaBeat
MarioOnDaBeat
Producer

Lyrics

Nate Slackz ~ Slack'd Up
You already know I'ma act a gotdamn fool on this muhfucka one time ****
I'm bout to really act up
Watch this
Same lil **** used to cool it on the block (I'm on the block)
Now he 6'4, grew a beard, and he tote a Glock (damn)
Shawty on go, tell make that pussy pop (make that pussy pop)
I ain't bussin' down a watch
And I won't fuck if she don't top (hell nah)
Same group of **** ain't no adding to the family (nah)
I ain't disrespectful bitch, you just can't handle me (bitch)
I can't a shawty wit nothing goin' dismantle me
Shut the fuck up wit all the gossip and the ramblin' (SHUT THE FUCK UP)
I need that freak of the week
Let me buss in her cheeks
She gon gobble on my meat (mwuah)
Ain't no cummin' in my sheets
And that's the truth
I mean these **** be tellin' lies while they in the booth
And that's not cool
Slackz agenda different
Only show up just to kill shit
**** think he got me on the edge
I hit the kill switch (BOOM BOOM BOOM BOOM)
She call me Baby Boy any time I make her feel dick
That was off topic
Let me get back to the real shit (get back to this real)
You internet thugs
Really be bluffin'
Ain't bussin nothing
Only opps is your muhfuckin' cousin
And that's because your music wack and they won't listen
Spittin' some shit you ain't livin'
Talkin' about whippin' up in the kitchen (WHIP)
Actin' Up
You been a bitch since we was children
You want smoke wit my dogs then I holla out Get Em (barks)
Yes, I got strap but I'd rather just whoop your ass
Leave my gun in my pocket
Proceed to throw handz (suppressed gun shot)
Only fuck wit a shawty that got her own bandz (got her own bandz)
Always get back on my feet like I'm wearing Vanz (wear Vanz)
Talk money or get out my face
You ain't chasing that bag then you just in my way (GET THE FUCK OUTTA MY WAY)
Ain't no laying up after you taking up space
Bitch I came to play
First place where I stay
Okay (first)
Let me know if you want smoke
This is stage 4 cancer (inhales smoke)
Retiring these ****
Burn their jersey on the banister
She like when I fuck her cause a **** got stamina (bitch I got stamina)
I'm a guaranteed deal
Shawty said you a gamble brah (roll the dice)
If you real, you ain't even got to state it
If you shit really bumpin', ain't gotta beg them to play it (HELL NAH)
**** quit fakin'
You don't really want altercation
Send your soul on a vacation
Leave that **** body vacant bitch (gratata)
Written by: Nathaniel Armstrong
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