Sleazy Fo
I got the slickest and quickest of the sleazy flow
Say my name, make em choke up
So what the fuck is you sneezing for
Got em all mad, I know the reason so
Niggas know that I ball, I ball
Yea testicle
Sagging niggas, so I take it as a sign
He digging out my gold, are we in mine
Stuck in place, i ain't bout a mime
I'm down for whatever, so what you got in mind
Shoutout to my gems, it's so nice to meet ya
I don't wanna have to read bitches, no teachers
I pull up on ya block, no Netflix
Check me, check who, on ya checklist
Flow so dumb, that people call it special
Only green they got, is the one 'round they necklace
It's so entertaining
How they picture my painting
Yea hoe, you may neva like me
But you don't see a damn thang changing
I'm the prince goddamn it
Why the fuck I keep on saying
You mad cause you still ain't blew up
If anything be mad at the promo that you paying
No chart but I still see these bitches plotting
Bitches latching onto beef, that's long been forgotten
Bitch I'm getting money, what the fuck is you stopping
Pick up at the store, yea I been a hot topic
Look at me, I'm bad as fuck
Til' ya man catch up, gotta wish him luck
Cause I ain't talking lips, when I'm bout to puck
Gone on get you some dick, cause they really suck, shit
Nigga, Nigga
Why you so sissy
Call him Nutty Butter, how he nut in my jiffy
Best shooters stay with me
My nigga blow a bag
I ain't worried bout if he
Where the fuck is my props, movie-set
Did what they couldn't but ion get a thanks
They don't get big picture, call canon
Tell them hoes it's done, wrap it up, Nick canon
Ugly hoes still masked up
Got a couple niggas that's masked up
No pledge but my nigga got the flags up
Need tiffany's, get it, ask chuck
Don't got the time for hoes
I should really slap hoes
But I keep it cute
And lay a rhyme for these hoes
You got the wrong bitch
Put that on yo story bitch
You are on the wrong side
I am not a side bitch
On they ass, no penetration
Taught you to get a bag, no demonstration
Unproblematic and I'm untouched
Slim waist and I'm working my small butt
He done been in more pussy than a tampon
My nigga got the wood, I can camp on
Gone head and put the heels on
Keys and I yield off
Serving face, even with my mask on
Unverified but I still make a check bitch
Mouth shut, so don't get checked bitch
Long neck, stop talking out ya neck sis
Check her like a mic, test test bitch
I'm here bitch, so wassup
Ain't here with the chit chat, or that little kitty stuff
Rap nigga can't get enough
Niggas pull up for a lick, no envelope
I'll tap nigga
Strap a nigga
So I won't slap nigga, grab a nigga
Get to the point nigga, stab a nigga
Get yo whole nigga bloody, pap a nigga
Y'all think that I'm playing, why the fuck would I kid
Cause I'm growing up bitch, who the fuck is a kid
When the prince come back
Get everybody shooketh'
Know ya man gay
By the way he that he looking
Cause I'm good looking
Ain't talking school when I say I been booking
No bars, no puns, and No flow
Don't write, so shoutout to ya homeboy
This nigga ain't leaving huh
Sit hoes down like i'm bout to put the weave in
Morning wood, so I get it in the evening
And put the pedal to the metal, pet peeving
Finna pop out, no Jack in the Box
Chill things so I kill 'em with the crocs
Damn girl, sneaky like a fox
These bitches more passed around than a Aux
Finna pop out, no Jack in the Box
Chill things so I kill 'em wit the crocs
Damn girl, sneaky like a fox
These bitches more passed around than a Aux
Say my name, make em choke up
So what the fuck is you sneezing for
Got em all mad, I know the reason so
Niggas know that I ball, I ball
Yea testicle
Sagging niggas, so I take it as a sign
He digging out my gold, are we in mine
Stuck in place, i ain't bout a mime
I'm down for whatever, so what you got in mind
Shoutout to my gems, it's so nice to meet ya
I don't wanna have to read bitches, no teachers
I pull up on ya block, no Netflix
Check me, check who, on ya checklist
Flow so dumb, that people call it special
Only green they got, is the one 'round they necklace
It's so entertaining
How they picture my painting
Yea hoe, you may neva like me
But you don't see a damn thang changing
I'm the prince goddamn it
Why the fuck I keep on saying
You mad cause you still ain't blew up
If anything be mad at the promo that you paying
No chart but I still see these bitches plotting
Bitches latching onto beef, that's long been forgotten
Bitch I'm getting money, what the fuck is you stopping
Pick up at the store, yea I been a hot topic
Look at me, I'm bad as fuck
Til' ya man catch up, gotta wish him luck
Cause I ain't talking lips, when I'm bout to puck
Gone on get you some dick, cause they really suck, shit
Nigga, Nigga
Why you so sissy
Call him Nutty Butter, how he nut in my jiffy
Best shooters stay with me
My nigga blow a bag
I ain't worried bout if he
Where the fuck is my props, movie-set
Did what they couldn't but ion get a thanks
They don't get big picture, call canon
Tell them hoes it's done, wrap it up, Nick canon
Ugly hoes still masked up
Got a couple niggas that's masked up
No pledge but my nigga got the flags up
Need tiffany's, get it, ask chuck
Don't got the time for hoes
I should really slap hoes
But I keep it cute
And lay a rhyme for these hoes
You got the wrong bitch
Put that on yo story bitch
You are on the wrong side
I am not a side bitch
On they ass, no penetration
Taught you to get a bag, no demonstration
Unproblematic and I'm untouched
Slim waist and I'm working my small butt
He done been in more pussy than a tampon
My nigga got the wood, I can camp on
Gone head and put the heels on
Keys and I yield off
Serving face, even with my mask on
Unverified but I still make a check bitch
Mouth shut, so don't get checked bitch
Long neck, stop talking out ya neck sis
Check her like a mic, test test bitch
I'm here bitch, so wassup
Ain't here with the chit chat, or that little kitty stuff
Rap nigga can't get enough
Niggas pull up for a lick, no envelope
I'll tap nigga
Strap a nigga
So I won't slap nigga, grab a nigga
Get to the point nigga, stab a nigga
Get yo whole nigga bloody, pap a nigga
Y'all think that I'm playing, why the fuck would I kid
Cause I'm growing up bitch, who the fuck is a kid
When the prince come back
Get everybody shooketh'
Know ya man gay
By the way he that he looking
Cause I'm good looking
Ain't talking school when I say I been booking
No bars, no puns, and No flow
Don't write, so shoutout to ya homeboy
This nigga ain't leaving huh
Sit hoes down like i'm bout to put the weave in
Morning wood, so I get it in the evening
And put the pedal to the metal, pet peeving
Finna pop out, no Jack in the Box
Chill things so I kill 'em with the crocs
Damn girl, sneaky like a fox
These bitches more passed around than a Aux
Finna pop out, no Jack in the Box
Chill things so I kill 'em wit the crocs
Damn girl, sneaky like a fox
These bitches more passed around than a Aux
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Writer(s): Javion Utsey
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