Correction Lyrics RP by Slim Santana

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A xan, yeah
Free Trap Trill, n***a
Got that sh*t tatted on my muthaf**kin' head, n***a (A xan, yeah)
Know what I'm sayin', run that sh*t up next (Go 'head, O)
Yeah, yeah, yeah (Danny, I see you)
Yeah, I'm booted up (booted up)
I'm booted up (booted up)
Booted, booted, booted, booted
I'm booted up, I zooted up (Zooted up)
She tooted up (Tooted up)
Yeah, yeah, yeah

RP, perc 10 got me on my a**
I'm on University in the hellcat, doin' the dash
Ooh, I'm in a hellcat, doin' the dash
Ooh, I'm on a perc, they on my a**
Ooh, I'm in LA, I'm in her a**
Ooh, and we just tryna duck the crash

Duck the crash, free Spoldie, cause' he a spaz
And when it come down to it, I take it no mask
All these n***as cappin' in them raps, they ain't did that
Free my brotha Choppa, by that cell cause' we didn't did that
Yeah, we didn't did that, did that, did that
Yeah, we didn't did that
Yeah, yeah, yeah (did that)
Did that
We didn't did that
Need to know they cappin' in they raps, they ain't did that
I ain't got no time to talk, I'm runnin' me up a big sack
Beatin' this lil' hoe all up on her mouth, just like a tic tac
Hop straight off a jet in LA, I got jet lag
Can't f**k wit' these rappin' a** n***as, I said that
She sucked my d**k so long, only just came out to get her breath back
And free my n***a Jay, he bangin' blue, don't want no red flags
The b*t*h just text my phone, but she ain't sh*t so I ain't text back
Told her leave me 'lone, that pu**y fun, just throw that head back
VVS's hidden on my neck, get yo b*t*h took
Smash her on that perc, make her squirt
Leave a b*t*h hooked
Cappin' a** n***a, you a nerd, you ain't never took
Now they tryna bring me down, and hold me back, I never lose
Straight up out that field
Nah for real, I would never shook
Hit him with that choppa, wet that block up, leave a n***a cooked

Ooh, she gon' f**k me for my chain (Let's go)
Ooh, and he's gon' shoot at me with a TEC
Ooh, .40 that'll tear right through his neck
Ooh, point it ain't no need for that vest
Who are you?
She suck on my d**k for the Jimmy Choo's
Big Glock, no it ain't no 22
Tell that lil' b*t*h that I'm into you
Hol' up wait, man f**k n***a
I ain't tryna do no interview
F**k n***a, I'm a real street n***a
I ain't never have no envy, dude
Big Glock, it'll shoot yo a** just like that bih f**kin' 'posed to do
Hell nah, I ain't f**kin' wit'cha
That hoe be f**kin' on older dudes
N***a like 30, uh and she need a perm
She f**ked on a 80 year old, uh I think that that pu**y got worms
I'm on a whole other planet, with the rappin' sh*t
These n***as, aimin' killin' sh*t
They on the actin' sh*t
And free lil' bro, he got caught on the planet trappin', b*t*h
You n***as ain't wit' it, you n***as ain't wit' it
You on that pu**y sh*t
And I got blood all on my eyes, and I got blood all on my teeth
And you lookin' in her face, huh my Rollie b*t*h it's green
And uhm, nutted on her face, ooh ooh ooh, Maybelline (yeah, yeah)
And uhm, you kill somebody, you know that it's make believe
I'm slime, this b*t*h still goin'
N***a, my wrist snorin'
All of these b*t*hes be horny
Right now, I look at the city
Most of these b*t*hes be wit' it
I'm like Bans, can you get me them brand new Givenchy's
I'm like "yeah, I got money" walkin' through the entrance
She don't like me, cause' I'm rich and I be arrogant
RP, perc 10 got me on my a**
I'm on University in the hellcat, doin' the dash
Ooh, I'm in a hellcat, doin' the dash
Ooh, I'm on a perc, they on my a**
Ooh, I'm in LA, I'm in her a**
Ooh, and we just tryna duck the crash

She say she hate me, cause' I get it
Yeah, I f**ked her friend (F**k on Melly, babe)
Girl, you know you had to f**k my twin (F**k my twin)
Slatt (F**k my twin, f**k my friend)
Hol' on, let me talk my sh*t, Bans
Twenty bans in my muthaf**kin' mouth (Yeah, yeah)
Get the f**k off your couch, and get some money, slatt
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Free my muthaf**kin' brotha, man
Free Trap Trill n***a, 1of1 sh*t for ever
Slatt (Slatt)

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