Check it out

See what I'm saying

Slatt

It's a whole lotta, whole lotta

A whole lotta that

Yeah

When it's smoke I ain't tucking my tail

I ain't never gone speak on wax

I won't talk to the cops and won't tell

Gotta cut off ya tongue if you rat

And I know I gotta get out my shell

I've been letting shit hold me back

I'm getting tired of serving these bales

I might just have to go serve crack

Let them shoot at me ****, I'm driving right by em, I promise I'm bussing em back

My lil brother told me he get "tired of them Glocks", so I'm finna go buy him a Mac

Keep that shit on me bitch, I don't care who you is, I'ma always be ready to attack

I done ran out of Wock, I don't know what to pour, I'ma have to go Red or the Tech

Oh yeah

I'm a vet bitch, shut the fuck up and count up this check

Woah, woah

I can't talk unless it's its bout a check, I can't have no chat

Woah, woah

I want top, I can't have no sex, I just want your neck

Let me know

If you tryna do this shit or not, I'm moving to the next

Ok

I don't know what's going on in the world

I told you my talk ain't cheap

I made me some racks just by talking some words

I rip me a buggy, and cut up some dope, then I had to get flyer than a bird

That X6 drive automatic, I'm geeked the fuck up, had to park on the curb

When it's smoke I ain't tucking my tail

I ain't never gone speak on wax

I won't talk to the cops and won't tell

Gotta cut off ya tongue if you rat

And I know I gotta get out my shell

I've been letting shit hold me back

I'm getting tired of serving these bales

I might just have to go serve crack

Let them shoot at me ****, I'm driving right by em, I promise I'm bussing em back

My lil brother told me he get "tired of them Glocks", so I'm finna go buy him a Mac

Keep that shit on me bitch, I don't care who you is, I'ma always be ready to attack

I done ran out of Wock, I don't know what to pour, I'ma have to go Red or the Tech

Oh yeah

Slatt

Guerrero

Had to go Red or the Tech

Tech, tech, tech, tech, tech

Woah, woah

Slatt