Slayed I.
Stacking my bread
Yeah I laid it up
Bad lil bih
I can't wait
To fuck
I aint even like to be
Doing too much
But I do now
Riding around the town
No top with the roof down
Wilding in the city
Showed up to the booth now
Listening to beats
Yeah tryna make them new sounds
On gang
Fuck What y'all talking about
Fuck what yall heard
All of that bullshit be right for the birds
She thought she could claim me
You know she got curved
(Swerve)
I ain't need no one
I like my own funds
I like to throw sum
Then make some mo fun
I like to count up
Count up them bands up
I'm tryna expand son
I need mo answers
Faded in the booth
And I'm just Tryna get it tho
Bad lil bih and I'm tryna get felatio
I guess I'm just tryna see
Where is head (oh)
But really
Vibing through the city
Tryna find something pretty
Thick bih like iggy
Smoke that weed like Ziggy
I'm the man
Don't ask - is he
Fuh you bih I was her kidneys
On gang
Fuck what y'all say
Yo bih gon get slayed
Y'all gon know the name
S-a-g-e the sage
Riding on the wave
Trips to outer space
Galaxies away
What I'm tryna say
It's just in your mind
Vibing all the time
Smoke weed and get high
Money multiply
Riding with the guys
It's fuckin'
Night sky
Yeah I laid it up
Bad lil bih
I can't wait
To fuck
I aint even like to be
Doing too much
But I do now
Riding around the town
No top with the roof down
Wilding in the city
Showed up to the booth now
Listening to beats
Yeah tryna make them new sounds
On gang
Fuck What y'all talking about
Fuck what yall heard
All of that bullshit be right for the birds
She thought she could claim me
You know she got curved
(Swerve)
I ain't need no one
I like my own funds
I like to throw sum
Then make some mo fun
I like to count up
Count up them bands up
I'm tryna expand son
I need mo answers
Faded in the booth
And I'm just Tryna get it tho
Bad lil bih and I'm tryna get felatio
I guess I'm just tryna see
Where is head (oh)
But really
Vibing through the city
Tryna find something pretty
Thick bih like iggy
Smoke that weed like Ziggy
I'm the man
Don't ask - is he
Fuh you bih I was her kidneys
On gang
Fuck what y'all say
Yo bih gon get slayed
Y'all gon know the name
S-a-g-e the sage
Riding on the wave
Trips to outer space
Galaxies away
What I'm tryna say
It's just in your mind
Vibing all the time
Smoke weed and get high
Money multiply
Riding with the guys
It's fuckin'
Night sky
Credits
Writer(s): Ryan Nelson
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