Slay Products Skeng niggas in the party Big jacket and a (Uh) Now I'm feelin' kinda naughty Peng ebony, big (Uh) You know she feelin' kinda naughty In the corner with the goons That bitch there got the .40 Words trap, we steppin' sporty Balenci' runners and a man bag How you think man brought in the 40's? Jugg, jugg, that nogz out bro, get a meal with my shawty (Three course meal) Flick of the wrist in the air, that's bro end it on the mar piece Bro lurks with the bulldog, anytime he get barky Yo, yo, lurk on your block, corridor is hot Spinners or dots Clip on the side and mans sweeping your block Free my boys banged up, I miss him a lot The freedom won't stop Hammers for days, niggas been gettin' got And Mary same price as the dot The g's come fitted, the dots get chopped Big jacket in the rave, four matic on the gauge (Whoosh) Louis V for the smoke, a bro got it by the waist (Waistband) 36 on our flake, how you think we get paid? (Paid) One pop or I spray, youngers do you with the blade (Ching) The opps just chat so much (So much) Waps, mans bought so much (So much) Feds on the block so much (So much) Smoke from kway like man speak Dutch Flip that grub, it's multiplying We add K but them man still dyin' Worked up 'cause the beef still fryin' Fuck a violation, we the ones that's slidin' (Us) Ayy, ayy, free the guys where they took bare risks (Free up) .6 in the spin, better pray these .44 flattings miss If not, you're pissed Bro, put it in drive, then we're gone with the mist Link up the yard, man's gone for the clutch Rum and spliff, everyting criss (Woi-oi) Check them skengs, everyting full (Full up) Yeah, I hear them talking 'nuff But the boy just bluff, everyting forced (Forced) Tryna leave everyting chalk Watch them man fall we slam them doors Last time gang put the dots on tour, jacket shoulda got torn (Ripped up) Off-white Nikes when I stamp this brick out (Stamp it) And it came double-layered Too much headache, pass me a flick out (Ugh) Put that shit in a Rex, hours later, got on the strip now (Strip) Loads of shots, that's loads of prof How you think I buss this wrist down? (Icy) Big jacket in the rave, four matic on the gauge (Whoosh) Louis V for the smoke, a bro got it by the waist (Waistband) 36 on our flake, how you think we get paid? (Paid) One pop or I spray, youngers do you with the blade (Ching) The opps just chat so much (So much) Waps, mans bought so much (So much) Feds on the block so much (So much) Smoke from kway like man speak Dutch Flip that grub, it's multiplying We add K but them man still dyin' Worked up 'cause the beef still fryin' Fuck a violation, we the ones that's slidin' (Us) Slay Products