Slump6s - Gettysburg Address lyrics
[Slump6s - Gettysburg Address lyrics]
One and only mingo, haha
I'm in a ’tayga, you whippin' a fishbowl
That nigga said that he finna kill
Me in a song but
All of these racks in my pocket
Put one on yo' head and we taking yo’ lid off
It's getting me pissed off
Bitch, I'm the big dog, yeah
Only thing that nigga got against me is a
That shit be killin' me though
How does a nigga that leave his career in the
It's crazy 'cause half of these niggas
Still be in my phone
I ain't gon' speak on it though
Anytime that nigga talkin’, I leave it alone
Because I already know how it get it’s like
I give 'em attention and give ’em some clout
Do you hear the words that
Comin' out your mouth?
How the fuck I ain't dead
But you know where my house is?
How the fuck I ain't dead
But you know where I stay?
How the fuck I ain’t die
When I came to your state?
Why the fuck I ain't die?
'Cause these niggas some bitches
Come to that dead nigga grave and I'm pissin'
(Fuck) i promise I ain't mean to diss him
Gunnin' that nigga, I'm finna' dismiss him
Knockout his tooth
That'll give him some wisdom
Talk to the hand, if that boy want an issue
He wanna beef, nigga who the fuck is you?
You goin' down and I'm not comin' with you
Stay with 15, what you tryna get into?
Yeah, you tryna put dirt on my name
That's why that boy in the dirt
Tryna' run up his numbers by using my name
That nigga goin' berserk
I'm sorry you think that I'm going insane
But it's way deeper
They on my dick, do yo' knees hurt?
Bitch, I'm Dakota the Reaper!
How the fuck these niggas say they don't fuck
Wit' me? Fact that they wanted a feature
If I was petty I would take all of
These niggas ho's, and then drop her
'cause I do not need her
These little rap ass niggas
Share each other clothes
But I don't think they want you to know that
Tell my clones, like can I get my flow back?
These niggas my sons
I just want you to know that
Yeah I've been yellin' inside of
My mic since 2019
Back then when I wanted to hoop
They always ask me like why
Am I yellin'? Its really
Because that's just how I
Express in the booth back here to show you I
Ain't stealin' nobody's shit
They only say that because of
The numbers he get
Fuck all the numbers, we turn that
Boy to a billboard record
That pussy nigga a hit pick up my phone
And they like "put the heat on"
Only thing I need is me, turn the beat on
You lucky that nigga be seeing what me on
You lucky that nigga be watching what I do
I told my gang "don't let
Bullshit get by you"
That nigga broke, if I want, I could buy you
My bitch is bi and my glockie is bi too
Walk in the store, see some shit
I'm a buy two
I'm goin' up man, no wonder they biting
Pay-per-view, all of my diamonds be fighting
She throw that shit onto me, it's delighting
I put a flash on his face for the lighting
I went and copped some
McQueen's like I'm Lightning
No like dead ass, they're on the way
From Grailed
I'm in a ’tayga, you whippin' a fishbowl
That nigga said that he finna kill
Me in a song but
All of these racks in my pocket
Put one on yo' head and we taking yo’ lid off
It's getting me pissed off
Bitch, I'm the big dog, yeah
Only thing that nigga got against me is a
That shit be killin' me though
How does a nigga that leave his career in the
It's crazy 'cause half of these niggas
Still be in my phone
I ain't gon' speak on it though
Anytime that nigga talkin’, I leave it alone
Because I already know how it get it’s like
I give 'em attention and give ’em some clout
Do you hear the words that
Comin' out your mouth?
How the fuck I ain't dead
But you know where my house is?
How the fuck I ain't dead
But you know where I stay?
How the fuck I ain’t die
When I came to your state?
Why the fuck I ain't die?
'Cause these niggas some bitches
Come to that dead nigga grave and I'm pissin'
(Fuck) i promise I ain't mean to diss him
Gunnin' that nigga, I'm finna' dismiss him
Knockout his tooth
That'll give him some wisdom
Talk to the hand, if that boy want an issue
He wanna beef, nigga who the fuck is you?
You goin' down and I'm not comin' with you
Stay with 15, what you tryna get into?
Yeah, you tryna put dirt on my name
That's why that boy in the dirt
Tryna' run up his numbers by using my name
That nigga goin' berserk
I'm sorry you think that I'm going insane
But it's way deeper
They on my dick, do yo' knees hurt?
Bitch, I'm Dakota the Reaper!
How the fuck these niggas say they don't fuck
Wit' me? Fact that they wanted a feature
If I was petty I would take all of
These niggas ho's, and then drop her
'cause I do not need her
These little rap ass niggas
Share each other clothes
But I don't think they want you to know that
Tell my clones, like can I get my flow back?
These niggas my sons
I just want you to know that
Yeah I've been yellin' inside of
My mic since 2019
Back then when I wanted to hoop
They always ask me like why
Am I yellin'? Its really
Because that's just how I
Express in the booth back here to show you I
Ain't stealin' nobody's shit
They only say that because of
The numbers he get
Fuck all the numbers, we turn that
Boy to a billboard record
That pussy nigga a hit pick up my phone
And they like "put the heat on"
Only thing I need is me, turn the beat on
You lucky that nigga be seeing what me on
You lucky that nigga be watching what I do
I told my gang "don't let
Bullshit get by you"
That nigga broke, if I want, I could buy you
My bitch is bi and my glockie is bi too
Walk in the store, see some shit
I'm a buy two
I'm goin' up man, no wonder they biting
Pay-per-view, all of my diamonds be fighting
She throw that shit onto me, it's delighting
I put a flash on his face for the lighting
I went and copped some
McQueen's like I'm Lightning
No like dead ass, they're on the way
From Grailed