More songs by slayr
Description
Associated Performer: slayr & ezcodylee
Mastering Engineer, Composer, Associated Performer, Lyricist, Mixing Engineer, Producer, Recording Engineer: slayr
Lyricist, Associated Performer, Composer: ezcodylee
Producer: Chris Marek
Lyrics and translation
Original
Yeah, that's my type of fun.
Uh, head trash, I don't answer. It's a hit and run.
Bouta pop one. Got the beans. Finna drop some. Make 'em leave. Got the rock from
Eastleigh. Got the rock from Eastleigh. Got some colder stuff. Can I dress myself?
Got a nut to bust. She tryna help. Uh, why so pissy? Uh, why so pissy?
Uh, why so pissy? Uh, why so pissy? Uh, score more goals than Messi.
Keep it pushin', you ain't from this side.
Leave you at the track, send you to the sky.
If you tryna push emotions, go 'head, wait outside.
Uh, please don't blow my cover, please don't kill my vibe.
I got blood on my wall. I slay dragons in the fall.
You is not a real slayer, nigga, check my protocol. I ain't never see you swag, you is just a oddball.
So much money, build a skyscraper, fuck a bobstall. He don't got no more. Respect me, I'm the top dog.
This my shit, I'm making history. Always ball hard.
So much money, bitch, I'm counting more than the Odd Squad. Go 'head, bitch, call me daddy, I am not your papa.
Tell my nigga serve it crunchy like they fuckin' Papa.
Serving crab like it's the '80s, wipe your nose, man. Serving crab like it's the '80s, wipe your nose, man.
Serving crab like it's the '80s, wipe your nose, man.
It's time to stunt, ho.
Bring those beats to the front row.
Bring those beats to the front row.
Bring those beats to the front row.
You tried to call me twin, but he my son, though.
If you ain't here to stunt, then what you come for? Who the hottest out here?
I cannot keep it a hundo. I'm the elephant inside the room, I'm going Dumbo.
Play with gang, you done though. Boom, boom, boom, gun smoke. Turn this joint to gunpo.
This ain't what you want, ho. Who ready to stunt and dance?
Who ready to front row? We get wild like jungle. I come by and bump hoes.
Serving crab like it's the '80s, wipe your nose, man. Serving crab like it's the '80s, wipe your nose, man.
Serving crab like it's the '80s, wipe your nose, man.
Serving crab like it's the '80s, wipe your nose, man. Got some colder stuff. Can I dress myself?
Got a nut to bust. She tryna help. Uh, why so pissy? Uh, why so pissy?
Uh, why so pissy? Uh, why so pissy? Uh, why so pissy? Uh, why so pissy? Uh, why so pissy?
Uh, why so pissy?
I,
I have learned a lesson.
If you don't please anyone, you have a slight chance of pleasing everyone.
Half blood