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Letra : Slatty (Demo)
Yeah, yeah
Slatty, slatt, slatt, slatt, slatt
Slatty, slatt, slatt, slatt, slatt
Slatty, slatty, slatty, slatt, slatt
Slatty, slatty, slatty, slatt, slatt, slatty
I'm in a Benz
Hopped out a Porsche (Skrrt)
Hop in your friend (Yeah)
After your daughter (Yee)
Slatty, slatt, slatt, slatt, slatt, slatt
Slatty, slatt, slatt, slatt, slatt, slatt
Slatty, slatt, slatt, slatt, slatt, slatt
Slatty, slatt, slatt, slatt, slatt, slatt
I'm in the gym, of course
I can't even care, whore
I'm at the scene, yeah
Knock off your boy, yeah
Keeping it clean
Drac' with the beam
I got your team
Popping a bean, yeah
I got a bag, it ain't enough
My left wrist bling, yes, it is tough
I killed his man in front of his mama
Like f**k lil' bruh, sister and his cousin
Now I kick my sh*t, that ain't no punt
Like f**k my wrist, it ain't enough
Now I f**k my b*t*h 'til it ain't nothing
I shoot out, blank, still ain't cuffin' up
Proud of my money
Kill 'em, not leaving a trace, yeah
Kill 'em, not leaving a trace (Brrt)
I'm 'bout to cut off the K, yeah
Black diamonds, Martin Luther King (Black)
I had to break in the safe, yeah
And I didn't leave 'em a trace (Yeah)
I had to break in that safe, yeah (Yeah)
Coppin' lil' mama the Range (Yeah)
Hop in the Jag, I just been doing the dash, woah
Today my Margiela was big, I look like a dad, woah (I look like a dad, woah)
She got gator on her purse, it look like a rash, woah (Look like a motherf**kin' rash)
Three hundred K out in Turks and I'm still in my bag, woah (Still in my bag)
Slatty, slatt, slatt, slatt, slatt
Slatty, slatt, slatt, slatt, slatt (Yeah, yeah, woo)
Slatty, slatty, slatty, slatt, slatt
Slatty, slatty, slatty, slatt, slatt, slatty
I'm in a Benz
Hopped out a Porsche (Skrrt)
Hop in your friend (Yeah)
After your daughter (Yee)
Slatty, slatt, slatt, slatt, slatt, slatt
Slatty, slatt, slatt, slatt, slatt, slatt
Slatty, slatt, slatt, slatt, slatt, slatt
Slatty, slatt, slatt, slatt, slatt, slatt
I'm in the gym, of course
I can't even care, whore
I'm at the scene, yeah
Knock off your boy, yeah
Keeping it clean (Keeping it clean)
Drac' with the beam (Drac' with a beam)
I got your team (I got 'em)
Popping a bean, yeah
Maniac killed 'em (Yak)
Maniac killed 'em (Slatt)
Maniac killed 'em (Slatt)
Yak, Yak, Yak, Yak
Dissect your body like science class, n***a
Give you my word, then I gotta deliver (I gotta)
Bet they gon' know when the slime in the building
Hot as a iron, I mean, hot like the skillet
Creeping up, crawling, know I was just skipping
Gangster 'cause you got a body, lil' n***a
Magazine clips, so you might get your issue
You think you gangster 'cause you got a pistol? (For real?)
Bye-bye, Felicia
Look for your body, so they gotta eat it (Okay)
I am Yak Gotti, but I'm not a vegan (Hell nah, n***a)
Flathead the pull up, the Honda, the Civic (Skrrt)
Running from twelve, then I jumped the defenses
Blood on my bottom, like Roddy Richie
Look at my trigger, my trigger start itching
Ride with that chick, she say point blank and period (Point blank and period)
When I aim at you, it's point blank, no missing (Point blank, no missing)
Lay in your grass and come out of your bushes (Let's go)
Pick up that trip and I bet I'll start tripping
Bet I'll start tripping like I get a rush
My slime, he a crip, keep that stick like a crutch
Mamba, fourth quarter how I'm in the clutch
Ex-virgin tell me every time it is us
Hold up the crown like it's knuck or you buck (Slime)
Slatt!
Slatty, slatt, slatt, slatt, slatt (Gotti)
Slatty, slatt, slatt, slatt, slatt (Yeah, yeah, Yak, Yak)
Slatty, slatty, slatty, slatt, slatt
Slatty, slatty, slatty, slatt, slatt, slatty
I'm in a Benz
Hopped out a Porsche (Skrrt)
Hop in your friend (Yeah)
After your daughter (Yee)
Slatty, slatt, slatt, slatt, slatt, slatt
Slatty, slatt, slatt, slatt, slatt, slatt
Slatty, slatt, slatt, slatt, slatt, slatt
Slatty, slatt, slatt, slatt, slatt, slatt
I shot at your mans
None of that sh*t wasn't planned
I f**ked this b*t*h and her friend
Both of them b*t*hes, they came on my pants
Louis V dripping, lil' n***as
Ain't none of my n***as ain't rocking no Vans
He mad at me 'cause his b*t*h is a fan
Do what I want, and he do what he can
I put that b*t*h in a figure-four
Too many vibes, so it's hard to pick a ho
Came from the bottom, I used to be broke
I was trapping, and I used to trap out the liquor store
I bet it all on a ten fold
Jump off the 'pat, that's a give and go
Now when I rap on the track it's a ten or more
I'm in the club with a Glock, it's extended
Tint is so dark they can't see who is in it
n***as ain't cashing out, these n***as rented
YSL, we going overboard
Plugged everywhere like extension cords
Slime love all the time, I'm 'bout to blow like a mine
I waited, I know it's my time
All of my n***as got straps in the club
And we just be screaming out
Slatty, slatt, slatt, slatt, slatt
Slatty, slatt, slatt, slatt, slatt
Slatty, slatty, slatty, slatt, slatt
Slatty, slatty, slatty, slatt, slatt, slatty
I'm in a Benz
Hopped out a Porsche (Skrrt)
Hop in your friend (Yeah)
After your daughter (Yee)
Slatty, slatt, slatt, slatt, slatt, slatt
Slatty, slatt, slatt, slatt, slatt, slatt
Slatty, slatt, slatt, slatt, slatt, slatt
Slatty, slatt, slatt, slatt, slatt, slatt
I'm in the gym, of course
I can't even care, whore
I'm at the scene, yeah
Knock off your boy, yeah
Keeping it clean
Drac' with the beam
I got your team
Popping a bean, yeah
Slatty, slatt, slatt, slatt, slatt
Slatty, slatt, slatt, slatt, slatt
Slatty, slatty, slatty, slatt, slatt
Slatty, slatty, slatty, slatt, slatt, slatty
I'm in a Benz
Hopped out a Porsche (Skrrt)
Hop in your friend (Yeah)
After your daughter (Yee)
Slatty, slatt, slatt, slatt, slatt, slatt
Slatty, slatt, slatt, slatt, slatt, slatt
Slatty, slatt, slatt, slatt, slatt, slatt
Slatty, slatt, slatt, slatt, slatt, slatt
I'm in the gym, of course
I can't even care, whore
I'm at the scene, yeah
Knock off your boy, yeah
Keeping it clean
Drac' with the beam
I got your team
Popping a bean, yeah
I got a bag, it ain't enough
My left wrist bling, yes, it is tough
I killed his man in front of his mama
Like f**k lil' bruh, sister and his cousin
Now I kick my sh*t, that ain't no punt
Like f**k my wrist, it ain't enough
Now I f**k my b*t*h 'til it ain't nothing
I shoot out, blank, still ain't cuffin' up
Proud of my money
Kill 'em, not leaving a trace, yeah
Kill 'em, not leaving a trace (Brrt)
I'm 'bout to cut off the K, yeah
Black diamonds, Martin Luther King (Black)
I had to break in the safe, yeah
And I didn't leave 'em a trace (Yeah)
I had to break in that safe, yeah (Yeah)
Coppin' lil' mama the Range (Yeah)
Hop in the Jag, I just been doing the dash, woah
Today my Margiela was big, I look like a dad, woah (I look like a dad, woah)
She got gator on her purse, it look like a rash, woah (Look like a motherf**kin' rash)
Three hundred K out in Turks and I'm still in my bag, woah (Still in my bag)
Slatty, slatt, slatt, slatt, slatt
Slatty, slatt, slatt, slatt, slatt (Yeah, yeah, woo)
Slatty, slatty, slatty, slatt, slatt
Slatty, slatty, slatty, slatt, slatt, slatty
I'm in a Benz
Hopped out a Porsche (Skrrt)
Hop in your friend (Yeah)
After your daughter (Yee)
Slatty, slatt, slatt, slatt, slatt, slatt
Slatty, slatt, slatt, slatt, slatt, slatt
Slatty, slatt, slatt, slatt, slatt, slatt
Slatty, slatt, slatt, slatt, slatt, slatt
I'm in the gym, of course
I can't even care, whore
I'm at the scene, yeah
Knock off your boy, yeah
Keeping it clean (Keeping it clean)
Drac' with the beam (Drac' with a beam)
I got your team (I got 'em)
Popping a bean, yeah
Maniac killed 'em (Yak)
Maniac killed 'em (Slatt)
Maniac killed 'em (Slatt)
Yak, Yak, Yak, Yak
Dissect your body like science class, n***a
Give you my word, then I gotta deliver (I gotta)
Bet they gon' know when the slime in the building
Hot as a iron, I mean, hot like the skillet
Creeping up, crawling, know I was just skipping
Gangster 'cause you got a body, lil' n***a
Magazine clips, so you might get your issue
You think you gangster 'cause you got a pistol? (For real?)
Bye-bye, Felicia
Look for your body, so they gotta eat it (Okay)
I am Yak Gotti, but I'm not a vegan (Hell nah, n***a)
Flathead the pull up, the Honda, the Civic (Skrrt)
Running from twelve, then I jumped the defenses
Blood on my bottom, like Roddy Richie
Look at my trigger, my trigger start itching
Ride with that chick, she say point blank and period (Point blank and period)
When I aim at you, it's point blank, no missing (Point blank, no missing)
Lay in your grass and come out of your bushes (Let's go)
Pick up that trip and I bet I'll start tripping
Bet I'll start tripping like I get a rush
My slime, he a crip, keep that stick like a crutch
Mamba, fourth quarter how I'm in the clutch
Ex-virgin tell me every time it is us
Hold up the crown like it's knuck or you buck (Slime)
Slatt!
Slatty, slatt, slatt, slatt, slatt (Gotti)
Slatty, slatt, slatt, slatt, slatt (Yeah, yeah, Yak, Yak)
Slatty, slatty, slatty, slatt, slatt
Slatty, slatty, slatty, slatt, slatt, slatty
I'm in a Benz
Hopped out a Porsche (Skrrt)
Hop in your friend (Yeah)
After your daughter (Yee)
Slatty, slatt, slatt, slatt, slatt, slatt
Slatty, slatt, slatt, slatt, slatt, slatt
Slatty, slatt, slatt, slatt, slatt, slatt
Slatty, slatt, slatt, slatt, slatt, slatt
I shot at your mans
None of that sh*t wasn't planned
I f**ked this b*t*h and her friend
Both of them b*t*hes, they came on my pants
Louis V dripping, lil' n***as
Ain't none of my n***as ain't rocking no Vans
He mad at me 'cause his b*t*h is a fan
Do what I want, and he do what he can
I put that b*t*h in a figure-four
Too many vibes, so it's hard to pick a ho
Came from the bottom, I used to be broke
I was trapping, and I used to trap out the liquor store
I bet it all on a ten fold
Jump off the 'pat, that's a give and go
Now when I rap on the track it's a ten or more
I'm in the club with a Glock, it's extended
Tint is so dark they can't see who is in it
n***as ain't cashing out, these n***as rented
YSL, we going overboard
Plugged everywhere like extension cords
Slime love all the time, I'm 'bout to blow like a mine
I waited, I know it's my time
All of my n***as got straps in the club
And we just be screaming out
Slatty, slatt, slatt, slatt, slatt
Slatty, slatt, slatt, slatt, slatt
Slatty, slatty, slatty, slatt, slatt
Slatty, slatty, slatty, slatt, slatt, slatty
I'm in a Benz
Hopped out a Porsche (Skrrt)
Hop in your friend (Yeah)
After your daughter (Yee)
Slatty, slatt, slatt, slatt, slatt, slatt
Slatty, slatt, slatt, slatt, slatt, slatt
Slatty, slatt, slatt, slatt, slatt, slatt
Slatty, slatt, slatt, slatt, slatt, slatt
I'm in the gym, of course
I can't even care, whore
I'm at the scene, yeah
Knock off your boy, yeah
Keeping it clean
Drac' with the beam
I got your team
Popping a bean, yeah
