Slow Down (feat. Pretty Pape$)
You movin too fast need to slow down
I been on the gas rollin whole pounds
And its only fam that I hold down
Shawty got ass that she throw round
Sippin nineteen forty two
Was off the Henny graduated to the Duse
Shawty she a ting cut her loose
Say you bad you gon have to follow through
Two seater two liter
Shawty better play it cool I don't need her
Undefeated so conceited
I be acting like a fool for no reason
Everybody goin dumb in this bitch
N you know I brought my cuz in this bitch
If you wanna see me throw some dubs in this bitch
You better talk that shit
Talk that shit pop that fifth
All black fit homie I'm too lit
Drive fast whips
N I aint worried bout one time
catch me on the front line
Shawty take it low low low low
Make it hit the floor floor floor floor
Im a throw this dough dough dough dough
Aint nobody gotta know know know know
You movin too fast need to slow down
I been on the gas rollin whole pounds
And its only fam that I hold down
Shawty got ass that she throw round
Sippin nineteen forty two
Was off the Henny graduated to the Duse
Shawty she a ting cut her loose
Say you bad you gon have to follow through
Aye ok slow down baby
Its enough for me to go round baby
She goin through that ass back till it get blown out baby
I think its time for me to show out baby
I'm off that forty two buzzin
I got like forty two cuzzins
I roll like forty two blunts
To turn your crib to a oven
My pack be stinkin like onions
I spilt my drink at the function
I got her thinking Im cuffin
But I don't think that its nothin
Im thrown paper in the club
Nato got the drugs
I done caught a buzz
Got her thinking Im in love
I been runnin up the bands
Money in my hands
Whole room spinning while I do my lil dance
N she goin make it clap like a audience
N im a get this bag cuz I started this
Juice county legend I can't rest cuz im next up
Im a real artist most thee boys playin dress up
Best lookin rapper in the world n I mean that
She unzip my pants while im leanin my seat back
I can't slow down I got gas in my weed bag
Dope so strong make a bitch wanna relapse
Sippin nineteen forty two
I got the bread I got the juice
Lil baby she a freak me too
Im bout to slide come thru
You movin too fast need to slow down
I been on the gas rollin whole pounds
And its only fam that I hold down
Shawty got ass that she throw round
Sippin nineteen forty two
Was off the Henny graduated to the Duse
Shawty she a ting cut her loose
Say you bad you gon have to follow through
I been on the gas rollin whole pounds
And its only fam that I hold down
Shawty got ass that she throw round
Sippin nineteen forty two
Was off the Henny graduated to the Duse
Shawty she a ting cut her loose
Say you bad you gon have to follow through
Two seater two liter
Shawty better play it cool I don't need her
Undefeated so conceited
I be acting like a fool for no reason
Everybody goin dumb in this bitch
N you know I brought my cuz in this bitch
If you wanna see me throw some dubs in this bitch
You better talk that shit
Talk that shit pop that fifth
All black fit homie I'm too lit
Drive fast whips
N I aint worried bout one time
catch me on the front line
Shawty take it low low low low
Make it hit the floor floor floor floor
Im a throw this dough dough dough dough
Aint nobody gotta know know know know
You movin too fast need to slow down
I been on the gas rollin whole pounds
And its only fam that I hold down
Shawty got ass that she throw round
Sippin nineteen forty two
Was off the Henny graduated to the Duse
Shawty she a ting cut her loose
Say you bad you gon have to follow through
Aye ok slow down baby
Its enough for me to go round baby
She goin through that ass back till it get blown out baby
I think its time for me to show out baby
I'm off that forty two buzzin
I got like forty two cuzzins
I roll like forty two blunts
To turn your crib to a oven
My pack be stinkin like onions
I spilt my drink at the function
I got her thinking Im cuffin
But I don't think that its nothin
Im thrown paper in the club
Nato got the drugs
I done caught a buzz
Got her thinking Im in love
I been runnin up the bands
Money in my hands
Whole room spinning while I do my lil dance
N she goin make it clap like a audience
N im a get this bag cuz I started this
Juice county legend I can't rest cuz im next up
Im a real artist most thee boys playin dress up
Best lookin rapper in the world n I mean that
She unzip my pants while im leanin my seat back
I can't slow down I got gas in my weed bag
Dope so strong make a bitch wanna relapse
Sippin nineteen forty two
I got the bread I got the juice
Lil baby she a freak me too
Im bout to slide come thru
You movin too fast need to slow down
I been on the gas rollin whole pounds
And its only fam that I hold down
Shawty got ass that she throw round
Sippin nineteen forty two
Was off the Henny graduated to the Duse
Shawty she a ting cut her loose
Say you bad you gon have to follow through
Credits
Writer(s): Nathan Castro
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