Slaughter by Luh Soldier
Slaughter by Luh Soldier

Slaughter

Luh Soldier * Track #11 On Trench Baby

Slaughter Lyrics

[Intro]
Yeah
Yeah, yeah
Soldier
Big Soldier
[?] on the beat
Uh, uh

[Pre-Chorus]
Diamonds on water
Not 21 but I slaughter your daughter
She want me to spoil her
I know you it was destined for me
I had to work at it harder (Yeah, yeah)
If you my dawg then I'm havin' your back like a spoiler
Just flew a model to fuck me out in Georgia
Smokin' exotic came across the water (Yeah)
Yeah-yeah (Yeah)

[Chorus]
Trap shit that's all I know (All I know)
But they probably mad I fucked this hoe
Hoes ain't shit that's no cap
I'm countin' money, yeah I run a circus round 'em
Hit lil' shawty with the one and the two
Then threw a rack on her best friend head
Then got head in her best friend bed
While I count this money, I'ma stack my bread

[Verse 1]
Whole team full of big dawg
Play with that sack if you wanna get picked off
We ain't addin' to the circle
How you a boss but you ain't been a worker? (Huh?)
Came in the game with a purpose
I'm takin' everything, I'd be scared too
And fuck what you heard 'bout me
I don't give a fuck bout the lies they fed you
Came in here loaded, dumb way
Choppa made love to his ass, foreplay, huh
Young nigga but I feel like a protege
I just might fuck on yo hoe today
You ain't my woe but I felt bad
To the grave I won't say what we did
I just might rock out a show with the hammer
I feel like the sickest nigga outta 'Bama, yeah

[Pre-Chorus]
Diamonds on water
Not 21 but I slaughter your daughter
She want me to spoil her
I know you it was destined for me
I had to work at it harder (Yeah, yeah)
If you my dawg then I'm havin' your back like a spoiler
Just flew a model to fuck me out in Georgia
Smokin' exotic came across the water (Yeah)
Yeah-yeah (Yeah)

[Chorus]
Trap shit that's all I know (All I know)
But they probably mad I fucked this hoe
Hoes ain't shit that's no cap
I'm countin' money, yeah I run a circus round 'em
Hit lil' shawty with the one and the two
Then threw a rack on her best friend head
Then got head in her best friend bed
While I count this money, I'ma stack my bread

[Verse 2]
Not finna talk if it ain't about cash, who this? (Who this?)
I'm sorry (One time)
Pussy real wet I might buy her that bag, how wet? (Splash)
That water (Huh)
Ain't got no hustle? You better get up and go get it, the money keep the youngin' motivated
Police on me, I'ma hid the gat
Everyday I'm tryna get the bag
Kick that bitch out, don't wanna lay up, I just wanted the mouth
I use to catch all my plays at the house
When you in the field better stick to your route (Nah for real)
Can't figure me out (Can't)
We gon' eat even if it's a drought
Young nigga straight out the South
I want money motherfuck the clout (Money motherfuck the clout)

[Pre-Chorus]
Diamonds on water
Not 21 but I slaughter your daughter
She want me to spoil her
I know you it was destined for me
I had to work at it harder (Yeah, yeah)
If you my dawg then I'm havin' your back like a spoiler
Just flew a model to fuck me out in Georgia
Smokin' exotic came across the water (Yeah)
Yeah-yeah (Yeah)

[Chorus]
Trap shit that's all I know (All I know)
But they probably mad I fucked this hoe
Hoes ain't shit that's no cap
I'm countin' money, yeah I run a circus round 'em
Hit lil' shawty with the one and the two
Then threw a rack on her best friend head
Then got head in her best friend bed
While I count this money, I'ma stack my bread

Slaughter Q&A

Who wrote Slaughter's ?

Slaughter was written by Luh Soldier.

Who produced Slaughter's ?

Slaughter was produced by Young Kros Beats.

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