SLANGIN

Yeah, yeah

Aye, did four years, then I came home dancing
All my niggas still sell work, they slangin'
Cocaine passing, hot boy trappin'
We don't fist fight, go to war with strap in

Came home fly, fly, came through dripping
I was locked up, now I'm back in the kitchen
Only blue hunnids niggas thought that I was crippin
Pull on a op pussy, niggas get missing

My fingers stay itching, full ammunition
See no competition, I'm precise with decision
Bought it on a low, whole brick of Caucasian
Flip it with the hoes, strip club with the gangsters
Connect still Asian, Mexican rangers
Whole crew dangerous, my flow contagious

Did four years, then I came home dancing
All my niggas still sell work, they slangin'
Cocaine passing, hot boy trappin'
We don't fist fight, go to war with the strap in

Most important thing in business is honesty
Integrity, hard work, family
Never forgetting where we came from
See, you are what you are in this world
That's either one or two things
Either you're somebody or you're nobody (I'll be right back)

Nigga say he trapping, we don't see him at the snow
Better stop the capping, we gon' pull up at your door
Man ah getting guap, guap, guap, guap, guap
Shoot a nigga, let it pop, pop, pop, pop, pop, pop, pop
Nigga say he trapping, we don't see him at the snow
Better stop the capping, we gon' pull up at your door
Man ah getting guap, guap, guap, guap, guap
Shoot a nigga, let it pop, pop, pop, pop, pop, pop, pop

Did four years, then I came home dancing
All my niggas still sell work, they slangin
Cocaine passing, hot boy trappin'
We don't fist fight, go to war with the strap in

Did four years, then I came home dancing
All my niggas still sell work, they slangin'
Cocaine passing, hot boy trappin'
We don't fist fight, go to war with the strap in



Credits
Writer(s): Emmanuel Great, Skryptonite
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