Slatt
Slimy, protect your neck (Slimy)
Slimy, protect your neck (Slimy)
Slimy, protect your neck (Slimy)
You my slatt (Slatt), slatt (Slatt)
Slatt-slatt (Slatt), slatt
Slatt-slatt (Slatt), slatt (Slatt)
Slatt-slatt, y'all niggas fryin' me
I'm with my twin, that's my brother
My brother my twin 'cause we is both slimy (Huh)
I call my brother my twin
Don't got the same mother but we on same timing (Oh)
They be like, "How he make it out the trap?"
"He ain't better than me 'cause that lil' nigga rhyming"
I'm pourin' cups, I'm pourin' cups
You niggas ain't sippin' shit, you be lying
I'm with my slatt, slatt-slatt
I'm with my slatt (Slatt), slatt-slatt (Yeah, hop out it)
I'm with my slatt (Hop), slatt-slatt
Hop out a jet (Hop out it), jet-jet (Hop out)
I'm countin' up these racks, I can't worry
I pour codeine and the ice gettin' buried (Oh)
She still puttin' makeup on, told her to hurry
I hit a three from the moon like Curry (Oh)
Every time I leave the trap house, nigga be swervin'
I'm with a bad bitch, she lookin' Persian
Told her, "Bae, I should probably be thankin' your surgeon"
She got a BBL, I'ma hurt it (Oh)
Pass that to my slatt, slatt-slatt
My slatt, slatt-slatt
Yeah, I'm with my slatt (Slatt), slatt-slatt (Slatt)
I'm with my slatt (Slatt), slatt-slatt (Slatt), slatt
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