Slow Up

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They're prayin' we Slow Up
No way since we're doper
They're hatin' we know but
We came in to smoke you
They're prayin' we Slow Up
No way since we're doper
They're hatin' we know but
We came in, to smoke you

Baby, it's the Bizness
I'm the illest, with the flow
Drippin', liquid gold
Beneficial if you're close
I'm official, f*ck a whistle
I got bitches that'll blow
Bitch dimissed you
Get a tissue
Nigga cry yourself a boat
What's the issue?
Nigga listen
If you really wanna grow
Then get rid of all the bitches
That's affliction on ya soul
Self sufficient, independent bitches only in my zone
I'm the realest in the whole
World
Niggas in my throne
Finna get a rude awakening
When Tatum make it home
Like, who the f*ck is y'all niggas?
Where do you belong?
Get the f*ck outta my chair
Bitch, the heir right here
I'm the real Jon Snow
White Walker Nike Airs
That's New Yorker type of gear
Your daughter might've stared
If she caught the brighter glare
Of the diamond by the ear
That be shinin' like a flare
A reminder that it's rare
If you dare to compare
Other niggas look scared

They're prayin' we Slow Up
No way since we're doper
They're hatin' we know but
We came in to smoke you
They're prayin' we Slow Up
No way since we're doper
They're hatin' we know but
We came in to smoke you

Flow hot!
Cold wrist!
Strickly Bizness bipolar
Nigga got The Waves
Spanish bitches say "'ola"
Check the translation
Shit hit you like "Toma!"
Givin' you The Drogas
In every single forma
Words made of Truth
Kind of like what's in the Torah
I could lift your soul up
If grippin' on a toaster
Stick up for the bread
Prolly why them niggas loathe us
Split food, with the set
Nigga, if you know us
We don't f*ck with the Feds
You cannot control us
You cannot approach us
So you should just behold us
You can never fold us
You're better off applaudin'
I'd like to take a moment
To just, take it all in
Let it all, sink in
Bishop, this is flawless
You in the Land of Lincoln
& I'm just a New Yorker
But real niggas synchin'
Is nothin' they could Slow Up
So, it's just, a matter of time, before we blow up

They're prayin' we Slow Up
No way since we're doper
They're hatin' we know but
We came in to smoke you
They're prayin' we Slow Up
No way since we're doper
They're hatin' we know but
We came in to smoke you
Smoke you, smoke you
Smoke you, smoke you

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