Slump6s - Unknown lyrics
[Slump6s - Unknown lyrics]
Phoenix
I get a lot of face in
This bitch but I'm unknown
You got a wrap, nigga? I'm putting one on
I call up mine just to go put the drum on
He moving slow, so I told that boy, "C'mon"
He tryna run, boy, he gotta be faster
My niggas cold in this bitch like Alaska
Your pockets skinny, man, my pockets fatter
That nigga broke, man, he ran out of gata
She ride me to the tippity-tip
I get a pack then I flippity-fip
I fuck that ho then I dippity-dip
I got a ho and they Tiffany, bitch
All my niggas, yeah, they richer, they rich
All my niggas, yeah, they richer than you
I stay with my clan, I ain't talking 'bout Ku
No, I ain't a crip but my hundreds is blue
Yeah, I'm on the block 'til the sun up, bitch
You is a ho, put the gun up, bitch
Still stealing my flow, you my son now, bitch
All of my diamonds expensive, blah
Fucking that ho then I'm done now, woah
We finna score like a touchdown, yeah
Knock off his hat, got a cut now, bitch
We caught that boy when the touched down
Yeah
All black coupe but it's red on the inside
ARP, with a scope like a fisheye
Walk in the party, you ain't coming inside
Gang got a knife and I ain't talking 'icide
I'm in a hummer, then you can't decipher
That nigga dookie, shit like a diaper
I put the gang on that bitch, cannot wife her
I'm smoking gas like Wiz Khalifa
She sucking me like Mia Khalifa
I'm finna Control-Alt-Delete you
I need a hundred K for features
How it don't need no keys? Alicia
I'm off the leash just like BabySantana
You talk to her once then
Put her as your banner
She eating me up, lil' bitch
Where is your manners? You YouTubing niggas
Put this on your channel
You got your bitch took
By a SoundCloud rapper
We beating his ass and they calling him
Fuck up his whole life
That boy a damn disaster
Put one in your head, make him down
She ran up his speed
That boy can't go faster we wet that boy up
Now he thought he got baptized
We shooting this shit like
A nigga at half-time
Why you watching me? I make
Money to pass time
I get a lot of face in
This bitch but I'm unknown
You got a wrap, nigga? I'm putting one on
I call up mine just to go put the drum on
He moving slow, so I told that boy, "C'mon"
He tryna run, boy, he gotta be faster
My niggas cold in this bitch like Alaska
Your pockets skinny, man, my pockets fatter
That nigga broke, man, he ran out of gata
She ride me to the tippity-tip
I get a pack then I flippity-fip
I fuck that ho then I dippity-dip
I got a ho and they Tiffany, bitch
All my niggas, yeah, they richer, they rich
All my niggas, yeah, they richer than you
I stay with my clan, I ain't talking 'bout Ku
No, I ain't a crip but my hundreds is blue
Yeah, I'm on the block 'til the sun up, bitch
You is a ho, put the gun up, bitch
Still stealing my flow, you my son now, bitch
All of my diamonds expensive, blah
Fucking that ho then I'm done now, woah
We finna score like a touchdown, yeah
Knock off his hat, got a cut now, bitch
We caught that boy when the touched down
Yeah
All black coupe but it's red on the inside
ARP, with a scope like a fisheye
Walk in the party, you ain't coming inside
Gang got a knife and I ain't talking 'icide
I'm in a hummer, then you can't decipher
That nigga dookie, shit like a diaper
I put the gang on that bitch, cannot wife her
I'm smoking gas like Wiz Khalifa
She sucking me like Mia Khalifa
I'm finna Control-Alt-Delete you
I need a hundred K for features
How it don't need no keys? Alicia
I'm off the leash just like BabySantana
You talk to her once then
Put her as your banner
She eating me up, lil' bitch
Where is your manners? You YouTubing niggas
Put this on your channel
You got your bitch took
By a SoundCloud rapper
We beating his ass and they calling him
Fuck up his whole life
That boy a damn disaster
Put one in your head, make him down
She ran up his speed
That boy can't go faster we wet that boy up
Now he thought he got baptized
We shooting this shit like
A nigga at half-time
Why you watching me? I make
Money to pass time