STOP YOUR CHAT
Yung Slaughter
So just know... I walk with demons by my side
So no, you ain't gonna ride on me
No, you're some fucking joke
You can't turn the tide, I'm bunning like a beast
You're moving like a neek
You ain't on death, you ain't on hell
Yeah, you're some waste
Them man on a separate plate
They ain't got no steak
Only roll with rotting meat
Swine go scream
Yeah of course I still scream
Shh Shh
Done a million views and more
Who want war? True say, the Reaper be knocking at your door
Dig it, dig it, dig it, sling it
Yeah, that's calm
Coz I'm already digging graves, while I'm waved
Sipping Henny, smoking haze
Tripping down the stairs to Hell
I'm glad I fell, coz it's already looking lit
There's Demons by my side, I told yah
(There by my side)
We ride like undead soldiers
We ride like undead soldiers
Come with the hate and the hate come back
(Straight hate)
Straight grave digging
Yea, you know that's a fact
(Straight hate)
Feds on the lurk while I sling that dirt
Put in constant work
Don't get your feelings hurt
(Don't get em hurt, fam)
Don't try ask me where I'm at
(Don't ask)
I'm already at the finish line, stop your chat
STOP YOUR CHAT
Sling it, sling it, sling it
Sling that dirt
Constant work
Feds on the lurk
Dodging cameras
FTP!! Yeah, that's my mantra
Dalai Lama
Instant karma
Really don't have time for drama
What you wanna do? What you wanna say? I don't care coz that's on you
Screw
Screw at the thought like I screwed at the officer
Told that man, I don't do no porkies
(Bu... Bluuwuu)
Tell me the law or don't do no talking
Hang on, got a call... That's the slaughterhouse calling
Bare spare hooks
Spare bare hooks
Someone hold the line because this piggy's looking shook
Flip them genres, different kind of pyrex dish
Now watch me whip it up
Watch me whip it up
Whip it, whip it, whip it, whip it, whip it
Watch me whip it up
Whip it, whip it, whip it, whip it, whip it
Watch me whip it up
Eyyy, eyyy, eyyy, eyyy
Them man on a separate plate
They ain't got no steak
Only roll with rotting meat
Swine go scream
Yeah of course I still scream
Shh Shh
Done a million views and more
Who want war? True say, the Reaper be knocking at your door
Dig it, dig it, dig it, sling it
Yeah, that's calm
Coz I'm already digging graves, while I'm waved
Sipping Henny, smoking haze
Tripping down the stairs to Hell
I'm glad I fell, coz it's already looking lit
There's Demons by my side, I told yuh
(There by my side)
We ride like undead soldiers
We ride like undead soldiers
Don't talk to me about my business
(Nah)
I'm too busy for it, too busy for it
Don't talk to me about my digits
(Nah)
I'm too busy for it, too busy for it
Try talk to me about a hit list
Bro... Too busy for it
I'm too busy
Try talk to me about a witness... Nah
We'll take a trip to the graveyard
Where the dirt and worms be your saviour
Act timid like a lamb and you'll grow into a sheep
Move vicious like a dog and you'll grow into a wolf
Bare dead bodies in the rear view
Blue lights, flick a blunt out the window
Level 99 sinner, it's simple
Yung Slaughter, Yung Slaughter
Stop your chat
Stop your chat
Just stop it man, stop that shit
STOP YOUR CHAT
Slaughter gang
So just know... I walk with demons by my side
So no, you ain't gonna ride on me
No, you're some fucking joke
You can't turn the tide, I'm bunning like a beast
You're moving like a neek
You ain't on death, you ain't on hell
Yeah, you're some waste
Them man on a separate plate
They ain't got no steak
Only roll with rotting meat
Swine go scream
Yeah of course I still scream
Shh Shh
Done a million views and more
Who want war? True say, the Reaper be knocking at your door
Dig it, dig it, dig it, sling it
Yeah, that's calm
Coz I'm already digging graves, while I'm waved
Sipping Henny, smoking haze
Tripping down the stairs to Hell
I'm glad I fell, coz it's already looking lit
There's Demons by my side, I told yah
(There by my side)
We ride like undead soldiers
We ride like undead soldiers
Come with the hate and the hate come back
(Straight hate)
Straight grave digging
Yea, you know that's a fact
(Straight hate)
Feds on the lurk while I sling that dirt
Put in constant work
Don't get your feelings hurt
(Don't get em hurt, fam)
Don't try ask me where I'm at
(Don't ask)
I'm already at the finish line, stop your chat
STOP YOUR CHAT
Sling it, sling it, sling it
Sling that dirt
Constant work
Feds on the lurk
Dodging cameras
FTP!! Yeah, that's my mantra
Dalai Lama
Instant karma
Really don't have time for drama
What you wanna do? What you wanna say? I don't care coz that's on you
Screw
Screw at the thought like I screwed at the officer
Told that man, I don't do no porkies
(Bu... Bluuwuu)
Tell me the law or don't do no talking
Hang on, got a call... That's the slaughterhouse calling
Bare spare hooks
Spare bare hooks
Someone hold the line because this piggy's looking shook
Flip them genres, different kind of pyrex dish
Now watch me whip it up
Watch me whip it up
Whip it, whip it, whip it, whip it, whip it
Watch me whip it up
Whip it, whip it, whip it, whip it, whip it
Watch me whip it up
Eyyy, eyyy, eyyy, eyyy
Them man on a separate plate
They ain't got no steak
Only roll with rotting meat
Swine go scream
Yeah of course I still scream
Shh Shh
Done a million views and more
Who want war? True say, the Reaper be knocking at your door
Dig it, dig it, dig it, sling it
Yeah, that's calm
Coz I'm already digging graves, while I'm waved
Sipping Henny, smoking haze
Tripping down the stairs to Hell
I'm glad I fell, coz it's already looking lit
There's Demons by my side, I told yuh
(There by my side)
We ride like undead soldiers
We ride like undead soldiers
Don't talk to me about my business
(Nah)
I'm too busy for it, too busy for it
Don't talk to me about my digits
(Nah)
I'm too busy for it, too busy for it
Try talk to me about a hit list
Bro... Too busy for it
I'm too busy
Try talk to me about a witness... Nah
We'll take a trip to the graveyard
Where the dirt and worms be your saviour
Act timid like a lamb and you'll grow into a sheep
Move vicious like a dog and you'll grow into a wolf
Bare dead bodies in the rear view
Blue lights, flick a blunt out the window
Level 99 sinner, it's simple
Yung Slaughter, Yung Slaughter
Stop your chat
Stop your chat
Just stop it man, stop that shit
STOP YOUR CHAT
Slaughter gang
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