AP Apollo - Slappin Lyrics

Rip all my loved ones
Free Dan Free Pj Free Fatboy
Apollo
7Duce 41 Strickly Business
Like Money Man get a and I alright

Like Money Man said I get a check and I stack it
Bitch shut yo mouth don't wanna hear allat racket
If it's time to up the sco I'm like Klay shooting the basket
They be thinking that I'm done wid music whole time I'm trapping
Can't stop I love them numbers not talking mathematics
It's like I'm shooting dice but a nigga just not crapping
Sumn like a bad bitch bent over while I'm cracking
You ever had a bad bitch rolling up while you slapping
I'm talking bout phones ringing back to back
And Ian talking bout Drake but that Drac up inna back
Pulling up on Teutonia while her hand in my lap
Lemme step out real quick cuz the backend inna lac
And we not side to side so lemme go have a chat
Ian gone keep you waiting lines ringing be right back
Shorty fwm hard and I'm knowing that's a fact
But I can't trust a bitch so on her head imma slap
And when I pound her out I'm gone make her tap
Just seen Brodie shoot pass shout out my nigga Trap
How Brodie shit sounding you a think he inna cat
You might see me out chea and I'm shooting down cap
Had to honk at this bitch her shit was too fat
She like how I smile she get wetter off of that
Ds shine like the sun niggas be hating that
Thought I was down forever but I had to change it up fast
Niggas be tryna race me I'm shooting right past
They ain't fwm almost finna crash
Just shooting to my money and for that I hit the dash
I'm wid a bitch named Ari listening to Moneybagg
I'm going here and here sumn like a cab
Bitch wanna eat me up cuz I fed her crab
When you put up the pros don't ever touch the stash
I was down for awhile Had to get up inna bag
Bitch