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SLAT
Hip-Hop/Rap
SLAT was released on October 20, 2024 by Quire as a part of the album BAT
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AlbumBAT
Release DateOctober 20, 2024
LabelQuire
LanguageEnglish
Melodicness
Acousticness
Valence
Danceability
Energy
BPM162

Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Quire
Quire
Performer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Guillermo Ortega
Guillermo Ortega
Songwriter
Francisco Chávez
Francisco Chávez
Songwriter

Lyrics

All about to tell me
With true
And as you know i love
(Change your shit)
And every time you touch me oh
I don't wanna go on "we" with him
"I'm not gonna call you slut or something
Yeah yeah, right"
In my block
Everybody knows how to shoot a Glock
Back shot
On your ass
Bitch my dick feels like a rock
She my newest Slat
Im gonna fuck her like a thot
TMN, im moving through the beat like im the mob, yeah
2 thousand bands on a hoe
I'm in a blunt rocket
Semi automatic getting in
I'm going non stoppin' (No Stoppin')
Bitch is like some fentanyl
Hey
That mouth on my dick feels like some melanin
Hey
You gon' suck me, hey (wow)
You gon' treat me like a pro because I tell you, uh
Not literally, but bitch I ain't gon' fail you (Ain't gon' fail you)
She a slat but she ain't no average I tell you
Hey, my name going big, I won't fail you mama
I won't fail you mama
I won't fail you father
I won't fail you mama, hey
I ain't gon' fail you mama
I ain't gon' fail you mama
She a Slat
My bitch is in a tank top, put her in the rocks
I was like a love letter, hit that at the top (the top)
Care for everybody yeah im living with the rock
I hit it on the top but them hoes like the slat
I hit it on the front and then your bitch goes at the side
And every time you touch me oh
I don't wanna go on "we" with him
And every time you touch me oh
I don't wanna go on "we" with him
(And every time)
(And every time)
You tou- You touch me)
(Go on "we")
U a slat, don't take any chance, u be not my type
Kryptonite, c****** in my ****, come and take a snort
In Weasel I trust, leave the mic, always takes the spot
Shootin' on my block, goes bang bang, now he lost his arm
Don't come after me if the gang gang is right at the spot
Ima cut that head and beyblade it like a nine year old
I got blood on stock, if you running down my block
Franco and me is on top, I got bitches
(No we don't, we don't have any bitches)
We don't really give no single fuck!
I'll make u pop, little bitch
I'll fuck her on designer tips
Louis Vuitton is all over my ribs
Ima staple all this ass
Weasel
All my bangers is a dollar mine
600 hundred I spent on a mic
I'm looking for a bitch in black
But in football all my jerseys white
My name Guillermo but the bitches call me Weasel, uh
In my criteria, you not better, u don't stand out, uh
My bitch is better, my wrist better, u got a fake one, uh
I don't errands so you better get the job done, uh
Bitch you better understand or get a nose job, uh
Ima get that ass clapping cuz she proud at me
Im not wearing Burberry cuz they wack at it
When I go to Paris, I'm not taking pics (No pics for me!)
I just got a Maybach so I can crash on it
Yeah
Bitch
Written by: Francisco Chávez, Guillermo Ortega
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