Slayer
Yeah
Yeah yeah
Stupid
Yeah
Yeah
I'm with the slayers
Stars on me, no Claire
She ain't even in there
Heard they got caught lacking when Bryce pointed them out in the stairs
Shit too funny, I swear
But that's my twin, don't care
They know that I'm with the slayers
They know that I'm with the
I'm in the back with the slayers
I might just go run for mayor
Split it in half, John Mayer
I could care less bout the paper
Give 'em the red like Vader
I cannot be 'round no traitor
J. Cole shit, I told him don't save her
Jetta a five star, five star player
Rage with the raiders
Don't sleep on me, better stay up
But I stay down for the ragers
People be acting like they the main character but really they on the side just like Mater
Hol' up
I feel like Leon
Kennedy, put the whole team on
I'm at Kendo's with the neon
Me and Millie just like Bubba and D-Von
He be too hyper, what he on?
I'm just vibing in the beyond
They don't even know what we on
Yeah
I'm with the slayers
Stars on me, no Claire
She ain't even in there
Heard they got caught lacking when Bryce pointed them out in the stairs
Shit too funny, I swear
But that's my twin, don't care
They know that I'm with the slayers
They know that I'm with the-
Yeah, shout out to my twin $tokes, you know that we booted up
Why that boy keep on lying like that's goin' be cool with us?
Why does he say he's up when he's not?
I swear he deluded bruh
Why not just be yourself?
Stupid, maybe you'd get more love
Like bruh
Why they act like they tough
A scrub goin' be a scrub
And a grunt goin' be a grunt
Sensei, Sensei
Sensei, Sensei
Hol' up lil bih, I'm the sensei
Had to block her like Dikembe
Beat the beat up like a djembe
Could care less 'bout what her friends say
I can't go out in a grim way
Yeah
I'm with the slayers
Stars on me, no Claire
She ain't even in there
Heard they got caught lacking when Bryce pointed them out in the stairs
Shit too funny, I swear
But that's my twin, don't care
They know that I'm with the slayers
They know that I'm with the-
Yeah, yeah
Stupid
Stupid
Stupid
Hol up', stupid
We goin' stupid
You a shtoopid
Yeah yeah
Stupid
Yeah
Yeah
I'm with the slayers
Stars on me, no Claire
She ain't even in there
Heard they got caught lacking when Bryce pointed them out in the stairs
Shit too funny, I swear
But that's my twin, don't care
They know that I'm with the slayers
They know that I'm with the
I'm in the back with the slayers
I might just go run for mayor
Split it in half, John Mayer
I could care less bout the paper
Give 'em the red like Vader
I cannot be 'round no traitor
J. Cole shit, I told him don't save her
Jetta a five star, five star player
Rage with the raiders
Don't sleep on me, better stay up
But I stay down for the ragers
People be acting like they the main character but really they on the side just like Mater
Hol' up
I feel like Leon
Kennedy, put the whole team on
I'm at Kendo's with the neon
Me and Millie just like Bubba and D-Von
He be too hyper, what he on?
I'm just vibing in the beyond
They don't even know what we on
Yeah
I'm with the slayers
Stars on me, no Claire
She ain't even in there
Heard they got caught lacking when Bryce pointed them out in the stairs
Shit too funny, I swear
But that's my twin, don't care
They know that I'm with the slayers
They know that I'm with the-
Yeah, shout out to my twin $tokes, you know that we booted up
Why that boy keep on lying like that's goin' be cool with us?
Why does he say he's up when he's not?
I swear he deluded bruh
Why not just be yourself?
Stupid, maybe you'd get more love
Like bruh
Why they act like they tough
A scrub goin' be a scrub
And a grunt goin' be a grunt
Sensei, Sensei
Sensei, Sensei
Hol' up lil bih, I'm the sensei
Had to block her like Dikembe
Beat the beat up like a djembe
Could care less 'bout what her friends say
I can't go out in a grim way
Yeah
I'm with the slayers
Stars on me, no Claire
She ain't even in there
Heard they got caught lacking when Bryce pointed them out in the stairs
Shit too funny, I swear
But that's my twin, don't care
They know that I'm with the slayers
They know that I'm with the-
Yeah, yeah
Stupid
Stupid
Stupid
Hol up', stupid
We goin' stupid
You a shtoopid
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Writer(s): Roberto Malave
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