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๐ Lyrics
(Iโ)
Slatt
(Haha, niggas crazy) Hahaha
(I'm with youโ, yeah)
(I'm with young Ahmad in this bitch, man)
What? (For real, oh)
Take me, baby
Take me, for real (Oh)
Let's vibe
Let's vibe, let's vibe (Ooh)
What? What? What? What? (For real)
No, I can't love no hoes (Say what?)
I just love this money (What? What?)
No, I can't love that thot, I just love my honey (Love my honey)
I'm tryna fuck that bitch
Make that pussy runny (Make that pussy runny)
I'm tryna fuck that bitch
I split that pussy right (Split that pussy right)
I got the blick on me, shawty
I ain't even gon' do no clutchin (Do no clutchin')
I fuck on that bitch from the side
She ain't even from my country (From my country)
I fucked the lil' bitch from the side
She ain't even from my country (From my country)
She givin' that motherfuckin' head
She like when a nigga be bussin' (Be bussin')
Free Baby Murder (What?), free 27 (Slatt)
Your lil' bitch finna fuck me
Talkin' 'bout you a lil' peasant (You, yeah)
You better pick your side 'cause I'll shoot a blick
I ain't stressin' (Stressin', what? What?)
Why you telllin' them lies?
Telllin' them lies to daddy (Boop-boop-boop-boop-boop-boop)
I'm tryna fuck on her thighs
Cause I know that you ready (Fuck on her thighs, from me, oh)
She wanna have fun, wanna ride, talkin' 'bout
"Lil' Nine, are you ready?" ("Lil' Nine, are you ready?" Oh)
I got the money online
In real life come so bready (Come so bready)
I don't give a fuck 'bout what you sayin' (Ah)
I don't give a fuck 'bout a rat (Say what?)
'Cause I (What?), baby
You already know that I'm for real (Ah, ah, Ooh)
Real high, baby, I'm for real (What? Me)
No, I can't love no hoes (Say what?)
I just love this money (What? What?)
No, I can't love that thot
I just love my honey (Love my honey)
I'm tryna fuck that bitch
Make that pussy runny (Make that pussy runny)
I'm tryna fuck that bitch
I split that pussy right (Split that pussy right)
I'm tryna tell you the truth (What?)
I ain't tryna lie to you (What?)
That pussy bald headed, it's some' like Caillou (Some' like Caillou)
He's a fed, he's a rat, I do not doubt you (You a rat)
I get money, I got racks, I damn near can buy you (Nigga, what?)
I keep a white bitch, so nice, she go to BYU (What?)
She finna open her mouth right now
Put dick in her just like food (What?)
Just like a tool box, I open the box
Gotta grab my tool (Boop-boop-boop)
My OG, he bangin' the Blood, yeah
That nigga be bool (Blatt, blitt, on God)
I'm so for real and I'm so for real
And I'm so for real (Say what? Say what?)
I'm so (What? What?), I'm so, (Oh, what? What? What?)
I'm so, baby (Say what? What?)
I'm so, baby, I'm so for real (Ooh)
I'm so for real (Real, oh yeah)
I'm so for real (Ooh, oh yeah)
I'm so for real (What? Say what? Woo-hoo, say what?)
(What? What? What? Yeah, slatt)
Slatt, slatt
I told these niggas, "Stop playin' with me"
Bitch, they know I'm the best (Talk to 'em, Nine)
Give me my money, give me my money, yeah
Give me my check (What? Say what?)
These labels better give me money
Better give me racks
(Give me them racks, you better give me them racks)
Bitch, I'm worth a mil' and on God, I can stand on that (Say what?)
(Iโ)
(For real, oh)
(Ooh, real, oh-oh)
Slatt
(Haha, niggas crazy) Hahaha
(I'm with youโ, yeah)
(I'm with young Ahmad in this bitch, man)
What? (For real, oh)
Take me, baby
Take me, for real (Oh)
Let's vibe
Let's vibe, let's vibe (Ooh)
What? What? What? What? (For real)
No, I can't love no hoes (Say what?)
I just love this money (What? What?)
No, I can't love that thot, I just love my honey (Love my honey)
I'm tryna fuck that bitch
Make that pussy runny (Make that pussy runny)
I'm tryna fuck that bitch
I split that pussy right (Split that pussy right)
I got the blick on me, shawty
I ain't even gon' do no clutchin (Do no clutchin')
I fuck on that bitch from the side
She ain't even from my country (From my country)
I fucked the lil' bitch from the side
She ain't even from my country (From my country)
She givin' that motherfuckin' head
She like when a nigga be bussin' (Be bussin')
Free Baby Murder (What?), free 27 (Slatt)
Your lil' bitch finna fuck me
Talkin' 'bout you a lil' peasant (You, yeah)
You better pick your side 'cause I'll shoot a blick
I ain't stressin' (Stressin', what? What?)
Why you telllin' them lies?
Telllin' them lies to daddy (Boop-boop-boop-boop-boop-boop)
I'm tryna fuck on her thighs
Cause I know that you ready (Fuck on her thighs, from me, oh)
She wanna have fun, wanna ride, talkin' 'bout
"Lil' Nine, are you ready?" ("Lil' Nine, are you ready?" Oh)
I got the money online
In real life come so bready (Come so bready)
I don't give a fuck 'bout what you sayin' (Ah)
I don't give a fuck 'bout a rat (Say what?)
'Cause I (What?), baby
You already know that I'm for real (Ah, ah, Ooh)
Real high, baby, I'm for real (What? Me)
No, I can't love no hoes (Say what?)
I just love this money (What? What?)
No, I can't love that thot
I just love my honey (Love my honey)
I'm tryna fuck that bitch
Make that pussy runny (Make that pussy runny)
I'm tryna fuck that bitch
I split that pussy right (Split that pussy right)
I'm tryna tell you the truth (What?)
I ain't tryna lie to you (What?)
That pussy bald headed, it's some' like Caillou (Some' like Caillou)
He's a fed, he's a rat, I do not doubt you (You a rat)
I get money, I got racks, I damn near can buy you (Nigga, what?)
I keep a white bitch, so nice, she go to BYU (What?)
She finna open her mouth right now
Put dick in her just like food (What?)
Just like a tool box, I open the box
Gotta grab my tool (Boop-boop-boop)
My OG, he bangin' the Blood, yeah
That nigga be bool (Blatt, blitt, on God)
I'm so for real and I'm so for real
And I'm so for real (Say what? Say what?)
I'm so (What? What?), I'm so, (Oh, what? What? What?)
I'm so, baby (Say what? What?)
I'm so, baby, I'm so for real (Ooh)
I'm so for real (Real, oh yeah)
I'm so for real (Ooh, oh yeah)
I'm so for real (What? Say what? Woo-hoo, say what?)
(What? What? What? Yeah, slatt)
Slatt, slatt
I told these niggas, "Stop playin' with me"
Bitch, they know I'm the best (Talk to 'em, Nine)
Give me my money, give me my money, yeah
Give me my check (What? Say what?)
These labels better give me money
Better give me racks
(Give me them racks, you better give me them racks)
Bitch, I'm worth a mil' and on God, I can stand on that (Say what?)
(Iโ)
(For real, oh)
(Ooh, real, oh-oh)