Slow Down

[Intro]
Eleven hundred
Thirteen hundred my cousin
Fuck with me though
Ay

[Verse]
It's funk town, do you know who you fucking with?
Like a bad ass 'lil kids tryna touch the bitch
If I had a nine to five I 'ah have to change my shift
Get yo' lips on my neck, on some tattoo shit
Bitch I'm hittin' it from the back, tell me, that's who's shit?
I was thinkin', could you be the bitch I move with?
Is you livin' witcho mama? Do you got yo' own shit?
She like, "Hunch why you always gotta bring that four [?]
I said flush them pills if the door get kicked
And if you really fuck with me show that shit
Im just askin', can a nigga get yo' time and that's it
And with all the respect, you a fine ass bitch
If you put me in the game, it ain't no sideline shit
Don't be fuckin' with no niggas, that's the guidelinе sis
Is it Oakland High or Tech or you a Skyline bitch?
On some valеntines shit, would you be mine bitch?
Tell me, do you got a nigga? I'm not with the mind tricks
I know these pussy niggas hating, baby, never mind them
I used to share shoes with Shawn like, "Brother what size them?"
Oh my bad, that's yo bitch? Better watch her eyes then
I'ma shoot my shit once, I ain't finna try again
I'm just tryna see you cook. What you need, a frying pan?
Eleven thousand been that nigga I ain't even lyin' man
Eleven thousand been that nigga I ain't even lyin' man