No Slacking (feat. Coldest Killer)
I eat the Kitty Kat
She knows my dick is fat
She shows me tit for tat
I hit it from the back
And then I send her back
After I made it clap
Always give one hundred
I never fucking slack
These boys their talking shanks
These man their busting straps
Until I play these games
And then I pull up stats
These boys are talking cro
These boys are talking hash
Until I pull up on them
And then I smoke their stash
Pull up on your block like whos on what like
Mana get shot, like, mana get dropped like
Red on your top like, need a new top like
Back out the ting and I lean and bop like
What, Mana been banging your thot
She gave me dat wonderful top
She gave me dat wonderful brain
I'm fully insane i'm fully on crud
I'm dropping a man then he's left in mud
Hes covered in blood he's covered in dirt
Blood on my creps, Got blood on my shirt
Up in the cut and I move dat work
Wanna take dat then mana get jerked
Mana see feds and then mana just skirt
(SKRRRR
Come like a juggernaut got dat perk
I Hate these fucking jawns
Their all a bunch of tramps
I hit it on the plane
I hit up on the banks
Now imma catch a flight
Yeah i'll be collecting stamps
Yeah I be so elite
The highest fucking rank
And man is from the south
And that's the South East
I'mma a fucking a warrior
You wanna war chief
I wouldn't try it man
We've got loads of teeth
See us pull it out
And Then it's back in sheath
Come to your street like mana get peak like
Mana got heat like your gunna meet like
I'm on a streak like, looking all bleak like
Back out the ting and i'm letting it eat like
Peak, I just wanna beat and skeet
Pull up in a blacked out jeep
Us mana wolves their sheep
Tell a man good night, sleep
Tell a man good night, die
Why, why did mana try, try
I'm sick in the ed no lie
Don't wanna bird but I'm letting it fly
And mana going down not up to the sky
And I will laugh when your family cry
Don't have a weapon i'll pull out his eye
I chill in bandos
like it's los santos
I bring in coldest killer
And then your mans froze
I got that good life
I need a hood wife
She needs a big back
I really digdat
she rocking air force
I wouldn't miss that
She got them last week
Fresh like tic tac
Don't try to sleep on me
Not even quick nap
Man'll end up missing
Call that a kidnap
Mana might squeeze like gimme your p's like
Mana will freeze like, caught in my head headlights
Fully on greeze like mana got steez like
Back out the ting and your smoked like cheese like
Greeze, Tell a bitch suck dat please
Tell a bitch roll my trees
Chilly wid the flow like breeze
I'm Cold wid the flow like sneeze
Wid my g's, up in the ends
We are not friends, we are not pals
I'm fully on shell like snails
And mana got fans from france to wales
And mana hammers and mana got nails
And mana got cro and mana got scales
I'm up on my grind and grind them rails
If mana got locked then mana will bail
She knows my dick is fat
She shows me tit for tat
I hit it from the back
And then I send her back
After I made it clap
Always give one hundred
I never fucking slack
These boys their talking shanks
These man their busting straps
Until I play these games
And then I pull up stats
These boys are talking cro
These boys are talking hash
Until I pull up on them
And then I smoke their stash
Pull up on your block like whos on what like
Mana get shot, like, mana get dropped like
Red on your top like, need a new top like
Back out the ting and I lean and bop like
What, Mana been banging your thot
She gave me dat wonderful top
She gave me dat wonderful brain
I'm fully insane i'm fully on crud
I'm dropping a man then he's left in mud
Hes covered in blood he's covered in dirt
Blood on my creps, Got blood on my shirt
Up in the cut and I move dat work
Wanna take dat then mana get jerked
Mana see feds and then mana just skirt
(SKRRRR
Come like a juggernaut got dat perk
I Hate these fucking jawns
Their all a bunch of tramps
I hit it on the plane
I hit up on the banks
Now imma catch a flight
Yeah i'll be collecting stamps
Yeah I be so elite
The highest fucking rank
And man is from the south
And that's the South East
I'mma a fucking a warrior
You wanna war chief
I wouldn't try it man
We've got loads of teeth
See us pull it out
And Then it's back in sheath
Come to your street like mana get peak like
Mana got heat like your gunna meet like
I'm on a streak like, looking all bleak like
Back out the ting and i'm letting it eat like
Peak, I just wanna beat and skeet
Pull up in a blacked out jeep
Us mana wolves their sheep
Tell a man good night, sleep
Tell a man good night, die
Why, why did mana try, try
I'm sick in the ed no lie
Don't wanna bird but I'm letting it fly
And mana going down not up to the sky
And I will laugh when your family cry
Don't have a weapon i'll pull out his eye
I chill in bandos
like it's los santos
I bring in coldest killer
And then your mans froze
I got that good life
I need a hood wife
She needs a big back
I really digdat
she rocking air force
I wouldn't miss that
She got them last week
Fresh like tic tac
Don't try to sleep on me
Not even quick nap
Man'll end up missing
Call that a kidnap
Mana might squeeze like gimme your p's like
Mana will freeze like, caught in my head headlights
Fully on greeze like mana got steez like
Back out the ting and your smoked like cheese like
Greeze, Tell a bitch suck dat please
Tell a bitch roll my trees
Chilly wid the flow like breeze
I'm Cold wid the flow like sneeze
Wid my g's, up in the ends
We are not friends, we are not pals
I'm fully on shell like snails
And mana got fans from france to wales
And mana hammers and mana got nails
And mana got cro and mana got scales
I'm up on my grind and grind them rails
If mana got locked then mana will bail
Credits
Writer(s): Harrison Ginn
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