Slip Up (feat. Kj3)

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Intense Moaning
Wooooo
Woo Wooo
Bleh!
Buh Buh Buh
Wait, huh
Yea them niggas ride and seek
They do in your family like they from Miami the way that we ride with heat
The shells get to flying they hitting your noggin take trips like an odyssey
They good with a headshot the pistol with red dot but it’s not photography
I do what I want nigga
Gotta live life young nigga
Coming up, never really took L's
Gotta keep it that way, I ain't never switching up nigga
Used to wanna stay small
But the gang made a change, And the change was to grow bigger
Ima show you how we reckless young teens doing what we like
Cause we ain't never gave a f*ck nigga
Need a angel by my side, cuz I been carrying some demons
Eating like a reptile, cold blooded, I'm anemic
In a foreign car, doing 80, bitch Im speeding
Ima slap you with a book up in ya face now I'm reading
Niggas tryna join my team, that's because I'm leading
Once a bitch, she was sucking dick, she wasn't seeding
Im a pure pit, and a husky I was breeding
Now I'm out the ditch, I'm back track im proceeding
You said it’s dangerous round your side of town
Been around your side of town
Nigga please be careful, nina got skates on how she slide around
Call them niggas bitches see that’s it, I don’t confide in clowns
Nina is a smoker ain’t no joker, he ain’t smiling now
Snapchat his location that’s ok, we gon find him now
Chalk him out, sleeping from the shells, we gon lie him down
Getting this money it's no time for whores
Try to finesse me I kick down the door
Don't get on the floor then get hit with the four
Flex on my ex bitch I did it before
Diamonds Dasani she like when I pour
I am from jersey nowhere by the shore
Wanna see my dick then I bet that I show her
F*ck that lil bitch f*ck the bra off her shoulder
Yeah
And as for the neck bitch it's Fiji (Bitch!)
I know ya ex wanna be me (Bitch!)
Diamonds is blinding you Stevie (Woo)
Ap is baked like some ziti (Yeah)
Lil bitch ill f*ck on your cousin
She like my success how I came up from nothing
Ain't about money then what we discussing
I walk out on Migos like I was Joe Budden
Got lots of cheddar got it in abundance
I saw that bitch eyes and she know that we fucking
Trust me, really it's nothing
Bars is so cold like the wrist man I swear it's disgusting
Ting call me dad no pop pop (Pop pop)
Man dem shoot at the op opps
Don’t give a f*ck bout your mandem gyal gon go down give me that slip top (Slop top)
Mandem edit no crop top (Crop top!)
The ting gon smoke like a Rasta (Rasta)
Move all booky we shoot like movies leave man red no pasta
Nooooo Bro, straight like that yo

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