Slap & Dre

I was raised by the OGs with the packs wrist glowing
No matter what you selling dawg just keep the money flowing
Matter fact I use to sell the dog while dreaming about them foreigns
Nicknamed the pack Alonzo it'll be here in the morning
I fuck with niggas slap yeah he taught me how to dry whip it
And scrap the side of that bowl cuz all them extras count when you selling chickens
Sold the mid P's with Jamaican B, on east side off of Wheaton Street
My trap roll don't skip a beat gotta drum roll when I left the streets

Real niggas we trapping me and Dre done moved a fifty
Vac seal it up in plastic now we cruising through the city
Hell naw this ain't no soccer sent the addy we gone kick it
I fuck your main bitch and your sister and your mistress
My buddy got the bags I make that nigga drop the ticket
You think a nigga capping call my line nigga get with me
She suck it real slow I might buy her some ass and titties
I'm saving all the blues and fifties and spent the twenties

I caught yo bitch and hit her from the back just like she Ricky
This Gucci Jean jacket on me cost a pretty penny
Rolex store shopping and I damn near spent a fifty
Went to Cali to find a plug with a pole I was fishing
Niggas too wishy washing I don't and talk and barely kick it
She swear to god she love me I be high and barely listen
Her head all in my lap, I think she found her best position
Sold a block and capped a dub I'm finna take it to my dentist

I'm back off in the trap I'm putting all my plays in motion
It's fifty for an eighth and it's swag but it's going
This niggas out here capping but I'm already knowing
It's time to invest in property this trap shit getting boring
But for right now my nigga I got a dub play in the morning
I hit it from the back she take a plan b in the morning
I'm trapping out the Honda don't need no Hellcat where you going
My zips cost a pair a Yeezy's that's three fifty what you scoring nigga



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Writer(s): Dshon Early
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