Kodak Black, Boosie Badazz - Slayed lyrics

[Kodak Black, Boosie Badazz - Slayed lyrics]

Ayy, Sniper Gang rah, rah! Slay a nigga!
You know I'm slangin' cash sniper Gang
Rah, rah! Kill nigga!

My nigga slayed a nigga
I just came from hanging with him
I don’t know what really happened
I think he home invade the nigga
You never catch me out here clubbing
Unless they paid a nigga
Why the fuck I chase a bitch when
I don’t even chase the liquor
Hell yeah they call me Kodak but I
Ain’t come to take no picture
So icy, make it blizzard
And I’m leaning sippin sizzurp
Lil Wiz, still be kicking doors
I call that boy a wizard
Damn, I was textin’ drivin’, I looked up
I wrecked the fender
Wally say boy you better get
Her so I blitzed her no time to waste
Therefore if I get her I’ma hit her
My mama say, baby you a winner not a quitter
Well not today
‘cause mama soon as I hit her I’ma quit her
Cut the top with a scissor
Turned my new car to a vert
I might need a new liver ‘cause
My body full of syrup
Kodak Black, but I’m smoking purp
Thinkin’ ‘bout cheesy purp
Rest in peace, Wayne Head and Purp
Them boys down to earth
She know I’m a beast at every angle
You can call me Kurt
Flipped her over by her ankles
Locked her and she called me Kurt
She know I be getting to the paper
I be putting in work
Up the road, playing with the papers
Yeah I got that work
I’m on that greedy shit, that fiendin’ shit
I need a piece i’m on that wreckless shit
That selfish shit, i’m playing for keeps
Money hungry, I can’t spare bitch
I gotta eat i keep that heavy metal just
In case he tryna creep
I’m on that schemin’ shit
You better give me everything
I’m on that Demon shit
The devil know I keep that heat
You remind me of your bitch
I got you on your knees jeep Cherokee
I’m skiing with my dope boy wrist

Take his bag then smash
What uncle telling me
Dirty pistol, dirty mask, another felony
Rocks in my mouth
I spit ‘em out when I was sellin’ weed
Choppers was tryna take me
Out at only seventeen
9 Glock, body rock, this bitch hold 17
Mouth wet, pussy hot, she just was 17
(too young for me) cocaine under my nails
Working this triple beam
No fingerprints on my shells
Too sticky from the lean
I’m on that greedy shit, it’s mine
I ain’t gon’ feed a bitch
Leave you leaking quick, one shot, one kill
Desert Eagle shit
I really got it out the mud
This ain’t no freebie shit
Guess how I got all my muscle
From deleting shit
Hard on the pussy, no old lady
I just borrow the pussy
These niggas thugging for the gram
Gon’ record the pussy
Boy you remind me of your bitch, you a bitch
Your address supposed to be a nigga’s ditch
Old pussy ass nigga

I’m on that greedy shit, that fiendin’ shit
I need a piece i’m on that wreckless shit
That selfish shit, i’m playing for keeps
Money hungry, I can’t smell bitch
I gotta eat i keep that heavy metal just
In case he tryna creep
I’m on that schemin’ shit
You better give me everything
I’m on that Demon shit
The devil know I keep that heat
You remind me of your bitch
I got you on your knees jeep Cherokee
I’m skiing with my dope boy wrist

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