Slatt Rock

(альбом: Trapped On Cleveland 2 - 2018)

[Lil Keed & Paper Lovee:]
Riding with a drake in the crack of the seat
I was down bad, they was laughing at me
Yeah I ran it up, put chains on me
Had to add it up, put them racks on me
And now they swear they love me, tryna act on me
Remember all them jokes they would crack on me
See me getting a lil money, now they all on me
But they wasn't even riding with me when the car on E
Told 'em I'd keep it going, yeah, told 'em I'd keep it flowing, yeah
I can drip in Tom Ford or I could switch it to Dior
Yeah, this shit dripping through my pores
Opportunity kicking in my door
I'ma get some bread and get some more
And buy everything I couldn't afford

[Lil Keed:]
And, said she wanna ride with a slimeball
I done lost some brothers to the graveyard
Chugging all the lean 'til the pain numb
Pull a nigga's string like a guitar, yeah
'Cause you popped a nigga, think you real hard, yeah
Yeah you not bad, watch the real ones
And pussy nigga we don't fear nothing, yeah
Me and Paper on another level, major league
Private flights to overseas
Dripping on 'em, Italy
And the denim European
I had to wake up, yeah
Nigga can't touch us, yeah
Draco with the nuts, yeah
Blow a nigga ass up, yeah

[Lil Keed & Paper Lovee:]
Riding with a drake in the crack of the seat
I was down bad, they was laughing at me
Yeah I ran it up, put chains on me
Had to add it up, put them racks on me
And now they swear they love me, tryna act on me
Remember all them jokes they would crack on me
See me getting a lil money, now they all on me
But they wasn't even riding with me when the car on E
Told 'em I'd keep it going, yeah, told 'em I'd keep it flowing, yeah
I can drip in Tom Ford or I could switch it to Dior
Yeah, this shit dripping through my pores
Opportunity kicking in my door
I'ma get some bread and get some more
And buy everything I couldn't afford

[Paper Lovee:]
I want everything I couldn't afford
I can't even get a car 'cause my first car gotta be foreign
I'm tryna ride inside a foreign
And fuck that new Honda Accord
And bitch you know I'm double-R
I want that double-R with suicide doors
I got paper, I want more
Can't never have too much of this shit
Ain't never had a bust on my wrist
'Til I went put that bust on my wrist
And I'm too popping, you watching, all the niggas you copy
I'ma shoot you to see what your crew do 'bout it
Pull up Bentley coupe, nigga I ain't stunt the Bugatti
Me and Keed on the beat, ride it like a Ducatti
Who popping, you popping, why them niggas crew hopping
Claim everything, screaming gang, whatever crew popping
Gripping on that drake while I'm sipping champagne
Have a nigga thinking two poppers, but this ain't two gotti
Put my ice on the table like I'm playing pool, I be
Going to school, I was in the braille hand too knocking
And I told her don't play me, bitch I'm something like a mechanic
'Cause I gotta keep that tool by me, I don't care who by me

[Lil Keed & Paper Lovee:]
Riding with a drake in the crack of the seat
I was down bad, they was laughing at me
Yeah I ran it up, put chains on me
Had to add it up, put them racks on me
And now they swear they love me, tryna act on me
Remember all them jokes they would crack on me
See me getting a lil money, now they all on me
But they wasn't even riding with me when the car on E
Told 'em I'd keep it going, yeah, told 'em I'd keep it flowing, yeah
I can drip in Tom Ford or I could switch it to Dior
Yeah, this shit dripping through my pores
Opportunity kicking in my door
I'ma get some bread and get some more
And buy everything I couldn't afford