Slump Songtext
(Al Geno on the track)
Uh, you already know what it is, man (It's Lil Top nigga)
We back again, you know how we do it (You already know what it is with me)
Tell 'em glizzy me (4KT, ain't nobody safe, believe that)
I got all my niggas in here with me (DDawg comin home)
I got all my people here with me (Like anyday, right now, believe that)
And you already know, if you ain't feel me, fuck you
I ain't worried, girl, I'm built not to curl
Gotta be strong, this a dirty world, I went bought her pearls
Uh, you already know what it is, man (It's Lil Top nigga)
We back again, you know how we do it (You already know what it is with me)
Tell 'em glizzy me (4KT, ain't nobody safe, believe that)
I got all my niggas in here with me (DDawg comin home)
I got all my people here with me (Like anyday, right now, believe that)
And you already know, if you ain't feel me, fuck you
I ain't worried, girl, I'm built not to curl
Gotta be strong, this a dirty world, I went bought her pearls
By tonight, I'm fuckin' up her curls
Fuck these niggas, they ain't crazy
Right on scene, I shoot like Curry, tell them bitches, "I be YoungBoy, baby"
I got a Glocky, mami (I got a Glock)
They might not wanna start no problems tonight (I know they don't want 'em)
Aim it, then I pop it, mami (Oh, woah, woah)
I know I hit someone, somebody might die
Lock me in a cell, they let I'm out, I'm on my shit now
I go back again, my bitch might leave and start gettin' dicked down
Know it ain't no love when all my friends 'round
Make 'em lay it down, we rob 'em all
They been waitin' to see hear where my head was found, redemption
Won and lost fights up inside the pen', bitch I'm standin' up
Case while up inside the jail, that wrist banger tucked, don't give no fuck
Range Rover, Rolls Royce, and Maybach truck
Been scarred, still hurt, so a bitch I don't trust
Blackballed for to see my whole world crushed
I'm floodin' the bank and I'm fillin' it up, and I go to the punt line This a activator world baby
Green flag activity, it's a lot of murder cases
Lot of mama's dead babies found slump without no faces
Switched like some pay stubs for our pins
We train like we been in the navy
Yeah (Baow, baow)
Know we leave shit slumped, bitch, don't think that you gon' play me
Lil' bro got a drum with a switch on back of his Glock
If he see you, he gon' spray it
Get caught, I know I'm Fed not County
I been collectin' heads and countin'
I got a Glock mami
Split boy shit, I been on that
I'm in Utah, they ain't tryna find me
Send your pin, bitch better yet
I know where your dawg stay at
Wait all night and dawg his ass
Said that they gon' step on who?
Baby, I ain't worried 'bout that 'cause
I got a Glocky, mami (I got a Glock)
They might not wanna start no problems tonight (I know they don't want 'em)
Aim it, then I pop it, mami (Oh, woah, woah)
I know I hit someone, somebody might die
They know I been gettin' dirty wrong
But in the studio still'll lay it down
Who the fuck you else know make you drop yo' ass to a gangster song
Make a young nigga wan' put his mask down, or go pick it up
Keep dissin', and then I knock your mans down, now bitch go pick him up
Who the fuck said they gon' fuck with us?
Like a nigga don't respect the real
I'm a gangster, I spank you while not on pills, even though I chew for real
While on the way to fight the case, cold dirty bangers what we totin'
They want to tag my toe, they say they seen 'em blockin' 'round before
They say that they gon' pop somethin'
Tell them that they not momma
Them young niggas, I bought choppers for 'em to whack who plan on ridin' on me
My ambition, just from a lil' nigga posted on the corner
Grindin' got me millions, I stay fresh and keep that money on me
Pussy crackin' jokes while times hard right now, I don't think shit funny
Eight toys I got inside my yard right now, I still don't play for nothin', bitch
Better get your shit together 'fore we stick your ho ass
She ask lil bro what's that big ass print on side his pants
I got a Glocky, mami (I got a Glock)
They might not wanna start no problems tonight (I know they don't want 'em)
Aim it, then I pop it, mami (Oh, woah, woah)
I know I hit someone, somebody might die
I got a Glocky, mami
They might not wanna start no problems tonight
Aim it, then I pop it, mami (Oh, woah, woah)
I hit someone, I know somebody might die
Fuck these niggas, they ain't crazy
Right on scene, I shoot like Curry, tell them bitches, "I be YoungBoy, baby"
I got a Glocky, mami (I got a Glock)
They might not wanna start no problems tonight (I know they don't want 'em)
Aim it, then I pop it, mami (Oh, woah, woah)
I know I hit someone, somebody might die
Lock me in a cell, they let I'm out, I'm on my shit now
I go back again, my bitch might leave and start gettin' dicked down
Know it ain't no love when all my friends 'round
Make 'em lay it down, we rob 'em all
They been waitin' to see hear where my head was found, redemption
Won and lost fights up inside the pen', bitch I'm standin' up
Case while up inside the jail, that wrist banger tucked, don't give no fuck
Range Rover, Rolls Royce, and Maybach truck
Been scarred, still hurt, so a bitch I don't trust
Blackballed for to see my whole world crushed
I'm floodin' the bank and I'm fillin' it up, and I go to the punt line This a activator world baby
Green flag activity, it's a lot of murder cases
Lot of mama's dead babies found slump without no faces
Switched like some pay stubs for our pins
We train like we been in the navy
Yeah (Baow, baow)
Know we leave shit slumped, bitch, don't think that you gon' play me
Lil' bro got a drum with a switch on back of his Glock
If he see you, he gon' spray it
Get caught, I know I'm Fed not County
I been collectin' heads and countin'
I got a Glock mami
Split boy shit, I been on that
I'm in Utah, they ain't tryna find me
Send your pin, bitch better yet
I know where your dawg stay at
Wait all night and dawg his ass
Said that they gon' step on who?
Baby, I ain't worried 'bout that 'cause
I got a Glocky, mami (I got a Glock)
They might not wanna start no problems tonight (I know they don't want 'em)
Aim it, then I pop it, mami (Oh, woah, woah)
I know I hit someone, somebody might die
They know I been gettin' dirty wrong
But in the studio still'll lay it down
Who the fuck you else know make you drop yo' ass to a gangster song
Make a young nigga wan' put his mask down, or go pick it up
Keep dissin', and then I knock your mans down, now bitch go pick him up
Who the fuck said they gon' fuck with us?
Like a nigga don't respect the real
I'm a gangster, I spank you while not on pills, even though I chew for real
While on the way to fight the case, cold dirty bangers what we totin'
They want to tag my toe, they say they seen 'em blockin' 'round before
They say that they gon' pop somethin'
Tell them that they not momma
Them young niggas, I bought choppers for 'em to whack who plan on ridin' on me
My ambition, just from a lil' nigga posted on the corner
Grindin' got me millions, I stay fresh and keep that money on me
Pussy crackin' jokes while times hard right now, I don't think shit funny
Eight toys I got inside my yard right now, I still don't play for nothin', bitch
Better get your shit together 'fore we stick your ho ass
She ask lil bro what's that big ass print on side his pants
I got a Glocky, mami (I got a Glock)
They might not wanna start no problems tonight (I know they don't want 'em)
Aim it, then I pop it, mami (Oh, woah, woah)
I know I hit someone, somebody might die
I got a Glocky, mami
They might not wanna start no problems tonight
Aim it, then I pop it, mami (Oh, woah, woah)
I hit someone, I know somebody might die
