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Eric Skye - +Slatt+ (feat. Rizu) Lyrics



Eric Skye - +Slatt+ (feat. Rizu) Lyrics
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All my niggas like slatt
They Quick to put a bullet in ya back
Niggas watching from the corner
Big mad cause I got it like that
Bad bitches where ya at
They be f*cking with the gang
Cause we coming with the racks thats facts
Like dag nigga aint know you was coming like that
Don't sleep have yo clock looking sad
Got the ice on my neck
And its crisp looking fab
I'm in love with the cat
So I don't f*ck with rats
Young nigga turned 20 so im giving out dubs
All my bros from A staying down man wassup
Told my shawty Imma get it
Now her friends show me love
Let em know I got hits I'm the dawg I'm the plug
Snake niggas make me sick
They be switching on us
Bitch niggas want me slumped
But I stay going up
If you think that you tough
Imma call on ya bluff
And don't call me ya slime
I put salt on ya slug ahhh
Look at me planting money trees
Imma money fiend
Never seen so much color green
Happened suddenly
Hit the scene with the mink
Coat and a limousine
Hunnid G's in the duffle
And I think it's Gucci
Shoutout sleaze that my nigga
From the north making tees
I finesse the Patek with the S
Double Vs
I got hoes on my bench
I put on for my team
I planned all this shit
Starting up a regime
All my niggas like slatt
They Quick to put a bullet in ya back
Niggas watching from the corner
Big mad cause I got it like that
Bad bitches where ya at
They be f*cking with the gang
Cause we coming with the racks thats facts
Like dag nigga aint know you was coming like that
Don't sleep have yo clock looking sad
Got the ice on neck
And its crisp looking fab
I'm in love with the cat
So I don't f*ck with rats
I just wanna pull up with a freak
I just wanna have a lot of money in my peak
I just want you listening when I speak over beats
Bitch I'm geeked
This money turn these niggas into bitches I can see
And you can change the world with a drop of LSD
But that's another time that these niggas can't for-see
I don't wanna rap about these niggas
But I'll pull a MAC out
And Muhf*ckin black out
If you niggas try to act out
With ya muhf*ckin rap
I'll get your bitch to suck my dick
Until she f*ckin pass out
Uppercut the pussy bitch
I blew her f*cking back out
I made your lady tapout
I made your baby tapout
Yuh
Hit it from the back and I pull her tracks out
Have these hoes flocking when I pull the racks out
Niggas Chasing clout I don't know what that's bout
Ion want your pussy baby give me that mouth
All my niggas like slatt
They Quick to put a bullet in ya back
Niggas watching from the corner
Big mad cause I got it like that
Bad bitches where ya at
They be f*cking with the gang
Cause we coming with the racks thats facts
Like dag nigga aint know you was coming like that
Don't sleep have yo clock looking sad
Got the ice on neck
And its crisp looking fab
I'm in love with the cat
So I don't f*ck with rats
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All my niggas like slatt
They Quick to put a bullet in ya back
Niggas watching from the corner
Big mad cause I got it like that
Bad bitches where ya at
They be f*cking with the gang
Cause we coming with the racks thats facts
Like dag nigga aint know you was coming like that
Don't sleep have yo clock looking sad
Got the ice on my neck
And its crisp looking fab
I'm in love with the cat
So I don't f*ck with rats
Young nigga turned 20 so im giving out dubs
All my bros from A staying down man wassup
Told my shawty Imma get it
Now her friends show me love
Let em know I got hits I'm the dawg I'm the plug
Snake niggas make me sick
They be switching on us
Bitch niggas want me slumped
But I stay going up
If you think that you tough
Imma call on ya bluff
And don't call me ya slime
I put salt on ya slug ahhh
Look at me planting money trees
Imma money fiend
Never seen so much color green
Happened suddenly
Hit the scene with the mink
Coat and a limousine
Hunnid G's in the duffle
And I think it's Gucci
Shoutout sleaze that my nigga
From the north making tees
I finesse the Patek with the S
Double Vs
I got hoes on my bench
I put on for my team
I planned all this shit
Starting up a regime
All my niggas like slatt
They Quick to put a bullet in ya back
Niggas watching from the corner
Big mad cause I got it like that
Bad bitches where ya at
They be f*cking with the gang
Cause we coming with the racks thats facts
Like dag nigga aint know you was coming like that
Don't sleep have yo clock looking sad
Got the ice on neck
And its crisp looking fab
I'm in love with the cat
So I don't f*ck with rats
I just wanna pull up with a freak
I just wanna have a lot of money in my peak
I just want you listening when I speak over beats
Bitch I'm geeked
This money turn these niggas into bitches I can see
And you can change the world with a drop of LSD
But that's another time that these niggas can't for-see
I don't wanna rap about these niggas
But I'll pull a MAC out
And Muhf*ckin black out
If you niggas try to act out
With ya muhf*ckin rap
I'll get your bitch to suck my dick
Until she f*ckin pass out
Uppercut the pussy bitch
I blew her f*cking back out
I made your lady tapout
I made your baby tapout
Yuh
Hit it from the back and I pull her tracks out
Have these hoes flocking when I pull the racks out
Niggas Chasing clout I don't know what that's bout
Ion want your pussy baby give me that mouth
All my niggas like slatt
They Quick to put a bullet in ya back
Niggas watching from the corner
Big mad cause I got it like that
Bad bitches where ya at
They be f*cking with the gang
Cause we coming with the racks thats facts
Like dag nigga aint know you was coming like that
Don't sleep have yo clock looking sad
Got the ice on neck
And its crisp looking fab
I'm in love with the cat
So I don't f*ck with rats
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Writer: Eric Coles
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