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letra de slatt intro - stunna 4 vegas & yrb tezz

[intro: yrb tezz & stunna 4 vegas]
slatt
slatt
ayy, uh-uh
ayy

[verse 1: yrb tezz & stunna 4 vegas]
i-i got the trap goin’ dumb
f-ck that ho, i ain’t throwin’ no ones
f-ck her, then dip like i’m on the run
when i’m in my city, i don’t got a gun (why?)
’cause i got respect like a nun (yeah)
block hotter than the sun
og gas on my lungs (gang)
b-tch, i’m eatin’, i’ma need every crumb
i’m in the streets like a bum
[verse 2: stunna 4 vegas]
b-tch, i got that gang on my arm (yeah)
we got that green like a farm
gang in this b-tch, ring the alarm
oh, i hit that b-tch to get gone
i ain’t tryna f-ck, b-tch, leave me alone
drip crossed the plug, he did him wrong
get off my phone, you can’t get a song

[verse 3: yrb tezz]
nah, i get the pack, get it gone (gone, come herе)
i’m really a trapper, i don’t need a loan
smokin’ on cookie, i’m high as a dronе
so many plays, i need another phone
so many percs, she think it’s somethin’ wrong
real with ten bags of that strong (bags)
soon as i touch ’em, them b-tches get gone

[verse 4: stunna 4 vegas]
if you try to touch ’em, then you gon’ get gone (boom)
she ride the d-ck like a horse
my ni-my-my n-ggas ballin’, no sports
big-ass dope, we don’t smoke no ‘ports
lil’ n-gga, you a b-tch, jump off the porch (lil’ n-gga)
uh, f-ck on that b-tch like a savage
she eat it just ’cause i’m a rapper (thot)
i’m hangin’ with k!llers and trappers (gang)
they like, this lil’ n-gga snappin’
[verse 5: yrb tezz & stunna 4 vegas]
ayy, see a stain, i’m like a napkin (wipe)
b gon’ put ’em on a caption
b-tch, i got rich off trappin’
you ain’t got no money, lil’ n-gga, quit cappin’
i’m in the stu’ makin’ plays (trap)
h-lla racks like i’m servin’ j’s
i made your whole rent in a day
look, i’m always posted ’round the way (gang)
ayy, when i drop that ticket i put n-ggas in they feelings
i got lean up on my liver

[verse 6: stunna 4 vegas]
we ’bout the business
i don’t cuff these b-tches, i don’t love these b-tches, n-gga, i hit ’em (uh)
glove got the stick with that fifty piece
i want a wraith, f-ck an amg (skrrt)
these n-ggas say they don’t f-ck with me (f-ck ’em)
these n-ggas know not to play with me
whole lotta slimes and the k with me (slatt)
she suck me up, she can’t lay with me

[verse 7: yrb tezz]
big slime, they know not to play with me
jojo my brother, he stay with me
i’m runnin’ the game, i won’t take a knee
n-gga gon’ snitch, he won’t take a plea
b-tch, this my city, i got the key
he want a verse, he gotta pay a fee (cash)
[verse 8: stunna 4 vegas]
nah, you can’t get a verse for free
slime’ll put ’em on a shirt for me
she geekin’ on percs, tryna werk for me (thot)
i want the lean, don’t pass me no henessy
i got your b-tch and the stick with me (brrt)
these n-ggas acting how b-tches be

[verse 9: yrb tezz & stunna 4 vegas]
and i keep a flag like a referee (gang)
you ain’t eatin’, you a refugee (lil’ n-gga)
you ain’t got recipe, stand next to me
i’m in the hood where the robbers be
stick in me, it ain’t no robbin’ me
get ’em racks to the plug, n-gga, f-ck a shoppin’ spree
og gas, i’m smokin’ broccoli
real racks, your money monopoly
price low, n-gga, come shop with me (yeah)

[verse 10: stunna 4 vegas]
and b’ll come tear up your block for me (skrrt)
designer drugs, no, this sh-t ain’t cheap
we can’t hit the road, tezz trappin’ all week
no miami, n-gga, we got the heat
f-ck all that talkin’, b-tch n-gga, come see
these n-ggas do all that cap for ig

[verse 11: yrb tezz]
but catch ’em in person, them n-ggas be sweet
b-tch, i got that bankroll streak
traffickin’ ‘bows, i’ma need a g
they eat up the drip, but this sh-t ain’t cheap
b-tch, i been trappin’, what the f-ck is sleep?
pour up a four ‘fore a n-gga eat
b-tch, i can put your n-gga on his feet

[outro: stunna 4 vegas]
uh
in the street
slatt

- stunna 4 vegas yrb tezz

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