Slayer Business
I bring that hoe out here, now she ask me how the fuck I do this
Bitch I'm trying to focus on my money but that lil' boy envy us
I just told to that hoe to chill
'Cause the pills came for real
Yeah, put that lil' dope on the scale
Not 1 or 2 but 10
Yeah, yeah
I go get that dope like a fiend
Slits on my wrist like a teen
What she doing for love is obscene
I'm sipping the drank, I'm sipping the lean
Look inside the bag it's green
I got some shit that you never seen
Not even on the screen
I fuck on that bitch then I pass to my bro'
Now she screaming like
Ooh, aah-aah, (Yeah, wow)
Ooh, aah-aah (Yeah, yeah!)
Necklace dripping like the Nile
New genre, call it Archive
Yeah!
I know my shit tight, I don't need no feedback
I'm doing this shit like back to back
Move him out the way and tell him to lean back
I'm not trying to be cocky, it's just a forecast
I know they gon' flop, but it's just a forecast
I ain't got no time, I do this shit fast
I bring that hoe out here, now she ask me how the fuck I do this
Bitch I'm trying to focus on my money but that lil' boy envy us
I just told to that hoe to chill
'Cause the pills came for real
Yeah, put that lil' dope on the scale
Not 1 or 2 but 10
Uh-uh, uh
(Shkurr, -urr)
I be cracking the seal and smoking a ounce
Serving some rocks to your sister and auntie
I stay at my house, I make music all day (Shkurr, -urr)
I can't go outside, I can't be near these bitches
My brother gon' make me a chain on some real shit, uh, uh, uh
I hang with that bitch but I swear she on real shit, uh, uh, uh (Shkurr, -urr)
I'ma ghost that lil' boy 'cause she talking shit (Uh)
Middle finger to that broke ahh boy, he ain't on some gang shit (Uh-uh, uh)
I fuck that bitch too many times in a row (Row, hoe)
Her pussy still wet from the other
Bitch, uh, I gotta go
Off the drugs I be killing demons, bitch I'm counting casket
I got a bad bitch in the lobby right now
But I swear she gon' be the latest
If you got money you got power lil' bitch
That's why I'm chasing that bag
That's why I'm chasing them Benjamins
That's why I'm chasing that bread
Yeah, uh, yeah, uh, ayy-ayy, ayy-ayy
Zaffiri for the chain bitch it's slayer business (Huh)
If you trash talking the gang we gon' slay your ass (Shkurr, -urr)
Send that bitch to heaven, she doesn't deserve hell
I don't fuck with you 'cause you ain't a cool guy, you a bad bitch, yeah-yeah
I go on a date and I see a bad bitch with a fat booty, yeah-yeah
I met 'nother girl but she was a stinky hoe
On my mama, yeah-yeah-yeah
I left her alone and since this day man it's just Me, Myself and I
I send that bitch home and since this day man it's just Me, Myself and I
I can't fuck with no hoe no more, I'm on a whole 'nother planet
I don't need no drugs to get high, I'm already on a whole 'nother planet
And I do not care if you ain't fucking with me
I do everything by myself anyway
Yeah, yeah, yeah
And I don't give a fuck
Bitch I'm born to be a slayer, middle finger up
Lil' boy flexing numbers, seems that success go to his head
I ain't even listening to your music, it's useless
Yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah
Yeah
Bitch I'm trying to focus on my money but that lil' boy envy us
I just told to that hoe to chill
'Cause the pills came for real
Yeah, put that lil' dope on the scale
Not 1 or 2 but 10
Yeah, yeah
I go get that dope like a fiend
Slits on my wrist like a teen
What she doing for love is obscene
I'm sipping the drank, I'm sipping the lean
Look inside the bag it's green
I got some shit that you never seen
Not even on the screen
I fuck on that bitch then I pass to my bro'
Now she screaming like
Ooh, aah-aah, (Yeah, wow)
Ooh, aah-aah (Yeah, yeah!)
Necklace dripping like the Nile
New genre, call it Archive
Yeah!
I know my shit tight, I don't need no feedback
I'm doing this shit like back to back
Move him out the way and tell him to lean back
I'm not trying to be cocky, it's just a forecast
I know they gon' flop, but it's just a forecast
I ain't got no time, I do this shit fast
I bring that hoe out here, now she ask me how the fuck I do this
Bitch I'm trying to focus on my money but that lil' boy envy us
I just told to that hoe to chill
'Cause the pills came for real
Yeah, put that lil' dope on the scale
Not 1 or 2 but 10
Uh-uh, uh
(Shkurr, -urr)
I be cracking the seal and smoking a ounce
Serving some rocks to your sister and auntie
I stay at my house, I make music all day (Shkurr, -urr)
I can't go outside, I can't be near these bitches
My brother gon' make me a chain on some real shit, uh, uh, uh
I hang with that bitch but I swear she on real shit, uh, uh, uh (Shkurr, -urr)
I'ma ghost that lil' boy 'cause she talking shit (Uh)
Middle finger to that broke ahh boy, he ain't on some gang shit (Uh-uh, uh)
I fuck that bitch too many times in a row (Row, hoe)
Her pussy still wet from the other
Bitch, uh, I gotta go
Off the drugs I be killing demons, bitch I'm counting casket
I got a bad bitch in the lobby right now
But I swear she gon' be the latest
If you got money you got power lil' bitch
That's why I'm chasing that bag
That's why I'm chasing them Benjamins
That's why I'm chasing that bread
Yeah, uh, yeah, uh, ayy-ayy, ayy-ayy
Zaffiri for the chain bitch it's slayer business (Huh)
If you trash talking the gang we gon' slay your ass (Shkurr, -urr)
Send that bitch to heaven, she doesn't deserve hell
I don't fuck with you 'cause you ain't a cool guy, you a bad bitch, yeah-yeah
I go on a date and I see a bad bitch with a fat booty, yeah-yeah
I met 'nother girl but she was a stinky hoe
On my mama, yeah-yeah-yeah
I left her alone and since this day man it's just Me, Myself and I
I send that bitch home and since this day man it's just Me, Myself and I
I can't fuck with no hoe no more, I'm on a whole 'nother planet
I don't need no drugs to get high, I'm already on a whole 'nother planet
And I do not care if you ain't fucking with me
I do everything by myself anyway
Yeah, yeah, yeah
And I don't give a fuck
Bitch I'm born to be a slayer, middle finger up
Lil' boy flexing numbers, seems that success go to his head
I ain't even listening to your music, it's useless
Yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah
Yeah
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Writer(s): Dorian Dani
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