Slump6s - Listen lyrics
[Slump6s - Listen lyrics]
One and only zaySkillz
(Woah, woah)
Go for a lick then I'm baggin' your bitch
I'm finna run up a rack in this bitch
Glock on me, finna attack in this bitch
And no, I ain't talkin bout Titan
I get the chop' nigga, I ain't a fighter
Hit that lil' boy up the second we sight em'
Chop' really singing like it's a recital
(Woo, woo)
He talkin' down, he get hit wit that fye-fye
I got your bitch suckin' dick in the drop-top
We cut that boy right in half like a crop top
I'm makin' money and you makin' nada
He said I'm broke and I told that boy "Nah
Nah" that nigga hatin', his pockets is flat
Not talking football, I run up a sack
Wouldn't wanna BIA man, shout out to Zach
She wanna know how much money I make and
I told her "It's none of your business", mhm
That nigga was talking tough
On the 'Gram then
We turned his whole hood to a witness, mhm
I call up Johnny to ice out the chain
And he made my whole neck really glisten
Mhm (yeah)
I know the opps watching every move so I
Need you to come here and listen, mhm
Diamonds so wet like I jumped out the lake
Run up on me then you twistin' your fate
XD 45 finna knock off his face (Blatt)
Man you too loud, quiet down
Got a suppressor, we take out the sound
I got a shooter to take off your crown
My pockets fat, they like eight hunnid pounds
But you ain't hear that from me though
Walk in the party, I ate that ho out
(yeah) like I'm eating a
Bag of Doritos (yeah)
Talk out of line then we T'ing him up
(yeah)
Then we shoot like a technical free throw
(yeah) been getting racks, man
I've been countin' that green (Okay)
No I ain't talkin about Cee-Lo (yeah)
Hop in the whip and I'm
Pushing a button, man
None of my whips got a key though
I mix the Wock' with the Tris, mhm
She tried to give me a kiss, ugh
That bitch, she making me sick, mhm
Got VVS on my wrist, mhm (Okay, wrist)
Hop in the coupe and I push it, rrrr
Her booty feel like a cushion, rrrr
In the cut smokin' on cookie, mhm
(yeah, cookie)
I'm shootin' shit, I ain't looking, mhm
(yeah, okay)
I'm finna hop out that 'ghini, yeah
No bottom, took off her bikini (Let's go)
She rubbin' me like a genie
My money big nigga your money teenie
I bust it down and just wait for the come up
I'm goin' hard and he still tryna one up
Knockin' him down if he still tryna run up
I get that ho, nigga, shoutout to Gunnr
(yeah, okay)
I crash the whip, give a fuck 'bout the cost
(Okay)
Got a white ho and she poppin' her bra
She know my bitch, give a fuck 'bout a heart
She give nigga brain
I could tell that she smart
I walk in the party with none
And I'm leavin' with many
Put the clip to your bro
And we ain't leavin' him empty
What would you do without me?
I ain't talkin' Marjety
We leave him dead like the -, damn
Uppin' the stick, give a fuck 'bout the hands
And we killin' your bro
Give a fuck 'bout your mans
You want a feature, I need an advance
And this XD 45 leave that boy in a trance
Glock on my side
Leave that boy in the trenches
I'm countin' commas, the fuck is a sentence?
Go through the back
What the fuck is an entrance?
Stop when I want to, I fuck 'round and end it
(Woah, woah)
Go for a lick then I'm baggin' your bitch
I'm finna run up a rack in this bitch
Glock on me, finna attack in this bitch
And no, I ain't talkin bout Titan
I get the chop' nigga, I ain't a fighter
Hit that lil' boy up the second we sight em'
Chop' really singing like it's a recital
(Woo, woo)
He talkin' down, he get hit wit that fye-fye
I got your bitch suckin' dick in the drop-top
We cut that boy right in half like a crop top
I'm makin' money and you makin' nada
He said I'm broke and I told that boy "Nah
Nah" that nigga hatin', his pockets is flat
Not talking football, I run up a sack
Wouldn't wanna BIA man, shout out to Zach
She wanna know how much money I make and
I told her "It's none of your business", mhm
That nigga was talking tough
On the 'Gram then
We turned his whole hood to a witness, mhm
I call up Johnny to ice out the chain
And he made my whole neck really glisten
Mhm (yeah)
I know the opps watching every move so I
Need you to come here and listen, mhm
Diamonds so wet like I jumped out the lake
Run up on me then you twistin' your fate
XD 45 finna knock off his face (Blatt)
Man you too loud, quiet down
Got a suppressor, we take out the sound
I got a shooter to take off your crown
My pockets fat, they like eight hunnid pounds
But you ain't hear that from me though
Walk in the party, I ate that ho out
(yeah) like I'm eating a
Bag of Doritos (yeah)
Talk out of line then we T'ing him up
(yeah)
Then we shoot like a technical free throw
(yeah) been getting racks, man
I've been countin' that green (Okay)
No I ain't talkin about Cee-Lo (yeah)
Hop in the whip and I'm
Pushing a button, man
None of my whips got a key though
I mix the Wock' with the Tris, mhm
She tried to give me a kiss, ugh
That bitch, she making me sick, mhm
Got VVS on my wrist, mhm (Okay, wrist)
Hop in the coupe and I push it, rrrr
Her booty feel like a cushion, rrrr
In the cut smokin' on cookie, mhm
(yeah, cookie)
I'm shootin' shit, I ain't looking, mhm
(yeah, okay)
I'm finna hop out that 'ghini, yeah
No bottom, took off her bikini (Let's go)
She rubbin' me like a genie
My money big nigga your money teenie
I bust it down and just wait for the come up
I'm goin' hard and he still tryna one up
Knockin' him down if he still tryna run up
I get that ho, nigga, shoutout to Gunnr
(yeah, okay)
I crash the whip, give a fuck 'bout the cost
(Okay)
Got a white ho and she poppin' her bra
She know my bitch, give a fuck 'bout a heart
She give nigga brain
I could tell that she smart
I walk in the party with none
And I'm leavin' with many
Put the clip to your bro
And we ain't leavin' him empty
What would you do without me?
I ain't talkin' Marjety
We leave him dead like the -, damn
Uppin' the stick, give a fuck 'bout the hands
And we killin' your bro
Give a fuck 'bout your mans
You want a feature, I need an advance
And this XD 45 leave that boy in a trance
Glock on my side
Leave that boy in the trenches
I'm countin' commas, the fuck is a sentence?
Go through the back
What the fuck is an entrance?
Stop when I want to, I fuck 'round and end it