Slump6s - children lyrics
[Slump6s - children lyrics]
It's easy to sum it up, when you just
Talk about practice we sitting in here
I'm supposed to be the franchise player
And we in here talking about practice i
Mean, listen, we talking about
Practice not a game, not a game practice
My niggas carry them choppas and sticks
I'm tryna see what the problem is
Stopped going to school and I got really rich
Now I might fuck on a college bitch
Aye, I feel like YoungBoy 'cause bitch
I got so many kids
Niggas tryna steal the swag
Niggas can't do it like this
I'm only 17
Been counting money so get off my dick
My lil bro say your name Dakota so you
Got put some cold on ya wrist
I don't go for no bitch
Hop out the four door, bitch
With like four hoes, one for each door
I really don't know why niggas try me
These niggas already know how it go
I already know that your bitch is on go
I had to pull up and flex on these hoes
Remember when I was stealing out the store
Now I spend a couple thousand on some clothes
Coolin' at the top, y'all ain't even close
I do shit, these niggas don't
Told that bitch that I'm from Pluto
You can't catch me spending money on your hoe
These niggas got no swag with it
If she want a Prada bag
Get her two so that bitch
Can mix match with it
Draco with extended mag
Fuck his stomach up like he ate bad chicken
Now she rocking all black just because of me
Made that bitch act different
Pull up in the yellow coupe like a
Bumblebee and I still act civic
Had to put these rap niggas in some time out
Like I got bad children
Told her pull up to the
Crib, knock her spine out
Leave her fuckin' back itchin'
They ask why I walk around with my 9 out
'cause I'm really back nigga i'm back
I'm lil Kota bitch and you know this
Your bitch gave me top in
That mofuckin' Ford but
I'm high as a bitch I can't focus
We ride around in a Lamb
I brought that bitch in some bold shit
I really fell in love with
The money I tell her
"lil bitch I'm devoted"
My niggas carry them choppas and sticks
I'm tryna see what the problem is
Stopped going to school and I got really rich
Now I might fuck on a college bitch
I feel like YoungBoy, got so many kids
Tryna steal swag, you can't do it like this
I cannot stand none these niggas on dick
Run up on me, any nigga I'll pit
I'm still going up
Know these fuck niggas sick
Pull up in that truck
In that mofuckin' big body
If you wanted smoke nigga
Then we could hit 'bout it
I don't give a fuck 'bout that lil a- (Fit)
Rick Owens, bitch, Number Nine
Play then I'm bustin' it down
That bitch she bussin' it down
Bitches gon' lie in your face, if
You want lie to me nigga
I could put the 9 in your face
Live this shit like I'm 'posed to
'cause you know I'm gon' die anyway
Made a millie off of Pro Tools
Give a fuck what y'all gotta say
My niggas carry them choppas and sticks
I'm tryna see what the problem is
Stopped going to school and I got really rich
Now I might fuck on a college bitch
I feel like YoungBoy, got so many kids
Tryna steal swag, you can't do it like this
I cannot stand none these niggas on dick
Run up on me, any nigga I'll pit
Talk about practice we sitting in here
I'm supposed to be the franchise player
And we in here talking about practice i
Mean, listen, we talking about
Practice not a game, not a game practice
My niggas carry them choppas and sticks
I'm tryna see what the problem is
Stopped going to school and I got really rich
Now I might fuck on a college bitch
Aye, I feel like YoungBoy 'cause bitch
I got so many kids
Niggas tryna steal the swag
Niggas can't do it like this
I'm only 17
Been counting money so get off my dick
My lil bro say your name Dakota so you
Got put some cold on ya wrist
I don't go for no bitch
Hop out the four door, bitch
With like four hoes, one for each door
I really don't know why niggas try me
These niggas already know how it go
I already know that your bitch is on go
I had to pull up and flex on these hoes
Remember when I was stealing out the store
Now I spend a couple thousand on some clothes
Coolin' at the top, y'all ain't even close
I do shit, these niggas don't
Told that bitch that I'm from Pluto
You can't catch me spending money on your hoe
These niggas got no swag with it
If she want a Prada bag
Get her two so that bitch
Can mix match with it
Draco with extended mag
Fuck his stomach up like he ate bad chicken
Now she rocking all black just because of me
Made that bitch act different
Pull up in the yellow coupe like a
Bumblebee and I still act civic
Had to put these rap niggas in some time out
Like I got bad children
Told her pull up to the
Crib, knock her spine out
Leave her fuckin' back itchin'
They ask why I walk around with my 9 out
'cause I'm really back nigga i'm back
I'm lil Kota bitch and you know this
Your bitch gave me top in
That mofuckin' Ford but
I'm high as a bitch I can't focus
We ride around in a Lamb
I brought that bitch in some bold shit
I really fell in love with
The money I tell her
"lil bitch I'm devoted"
My niggas carry them choppas and sticks
I'm tryna see what the problem is
Stopped going to school and I got really rich
Now I might fuck on a college bitch
I feel like YoungBoy, got so many kids
Tryna steal swag, you can't do it like this
I cannot stand none these niggas on dick
Run up on me, any nigga I'll pit
I'm still going up
Know these fuck niggas sick
Pull up in that truck
In that mofuckin' big body
If you wanted smoke nigga
Then we could hit 'bout it
I don't give a fuck 'bout that lil a- (Fit)
Rick Owens, bitch, Number Nine
Play then I'm bustin' it down
That bitch she bussin' it down
Bitches gon' lie in your face, if
You want lie to me nigga
I could put the 9 in your face
Live this shit like I'm 'posed to
'cause you know I'm gon' die anyway
Made a millie off of Pro Tools
Give a fuck what y'all gotta say
My niggas carry them choppas and sticks
I'm tryna see what the problem is
Stopped going to school and I got really rich
Now I might fuck on a college bitch
I feel like YoungBoy, got so many kids
Tryna steal swag, you can't do it like this
I cannot stand none these niggas on dick
Run up on me, any nigga I'll pit