SLUMP

Aye, who you disrespect, huh, uh

I don’t wanna slump you, my niggas they gon’ jump you
I’m going to the curfew, these niggas ain’t got virtue

I-I-I’m sippin’ this wine, uh
I’m fucking these bitches they fine, yeah
She saying I’m breaking her spine, uh
I think that they stars will align, yeah, aye

You better watch out, I’m in a Tesla with my meat out, yeah
Talkin’ to your shorty tryna see if I could eat out
Have you lost all your marbles
‘Cause that would be a fucking problem
I don’t take no for answer
I listened to your music, yeah it’s cancer

You gon’ pay-pay
If you late-late
What I say-say
Out my way-way
I’m so cray-cray
I feel pain-pain
I’m insane, ‘sane
Shoot my brain-brain

Put a fucking bullet in yo’ head, imma leave you dead
I be making bread, Imma step up on your shit
It’s been a minute since I hit a lick, pull up with a stick
When I pull up to the hood imma
Pop-Pop-Pop-Pop-Pop, Pop-Pop
If they talk about my fucking gang imma
Pop-Pop-Pop, Pop-Pop, huh, Pop-Pop-Pop, Pop-Pop
Yeah, I ran out of lyrics
I’m no longer rhyming
I forgot my timing
This is like goodbye
Bitch don’t even cry
I won’t even try