Hop on the beat and I chop em up
Body bag you and yo partner up
Run up get done up I'm talking my shit
Pull out that stick and I bet you get hit
Selling them grams and ducking the law
Getting rich off gas I ain't selling no soft
Bitch I'm a dog
Bitch he a frog
Tell him to hop put that ass on the wall
Basically niggas ain't f*cking with me
Throw away bars give this shit for the free
I'm in the lab
I'm twisting and mixing
This audio dope I make whip up a chicken
I'm working with magic
I'm thinking I'm Penny
I'm coaching the game I might pop up in Memphis
It's Dolo so f*ck all that shit that you heard
Take off Atlanta touchdown in Lavergne
Bitch I got boogie
All of my cousins gon ball win a Wooden
He faking he lying he softer than pudding
He snitch and he sang to the police like Woody
It's put up or shut up
I jumped off the porch and I went picked the blunt up
It's Slater my gang
Ain't a lil nigga run up
He ain't shooting shit why you went and picked the gun up
And I can't stop won't stop like a Young Gunna
Call me King Slater
The king of the jungle
Fight lions and tigers and bears royal rumble
I step out I'm dripping I might leave a puddle
Tell that nigga quit biting before I put him on a muzzle
Tell the label better pull up with a Brinks truck if they trying to sign me
Tell em better double up like the shit siamese
First things first yeah first they gotta find me
I be laying low up in the cut
All yall niggas suck
Yall ain't really talking bout nothing
Yall ain't really talking bout money
I'm at the crib getting blunted
Counting up hundreds
I'm laughing I think this shit funny
I'm with Nitro and Scott
SMG loaded that draco is hot
EZ the Profit I'm making this profit
I know I can't stop it
I take off a rocket
I balling like Harden
I pass off to Westbrook and dunk on yall bitch ass niggas
Yeah
Bunch of young rich ass niggas
Yeah
I'm rolling with killers and shooters
I get on the beat and explode like bazookas
I teach you game like a tutor
Still smoking this loud like hookah
From ashy to classy
From roota to toota
You just a lil rat nigga
Just a Stuart Little
SL Dolo - King Slater Lyrics
SL Dolo - King Slater Lyrics
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Hop on the beat and I chop em up
Body bag you and yo partner up
Run up get done up I'm talking my shit
Pull out that stick and I bet you get hit
Selling them grams and ducking the law
Getting rich off gas I ain't selling no soft
Bitch I'm a dog
Bitch he a frog
Tell him to hop put that ass on the wall
Basically niggas ain't f*cking with me
Throw away bars give this shit for the free
I'm in the lab
I'm twisting and mixing
This audio dope I make whip up a chicken
I'm working with magic
I'm thinking I'm Penny
I'm coaching the game I might pop up in Memphis
It's Dolo so f*ck all that shit that you heard
Take off Atlanta touchdown in Lavergne
Bitch I got boogie
All of my cousins gon ball win a Wooden
He faking he lying he softer than pudding
He snitch and he sang to the police like Woody
It's put up or shut up
I jumped off the porch and I went picked the blunt up
It's Slater my gang
Ain't a lil nigga run up
He ain't shooting shit why you went and picked the gun up
And I can't stop won't stop like a Young Gunna
Call me King Slater
The king of the jungle
Fight lions and tigers and bears royal rumble
I step out I'm dripping I might leave a puddle
Tell that nigga quit biting before I put him on a muzzle
Tell the label better pull up with a Brinks truck if they trying to sign me
Tell em better double up like the shit siamese
First things first yeah first they gotta find me
I be laying low up in the cut
All yall niggas suck
Yall ain't really talking bout nothing
Yall ain't really talking bout money
I'm at the crib getting blunted
Counting up hundreds
I'm laughing I think this shit funny
I'm with Nitro and Scott
SMG loaded that draco is hot
EZ the Profit I'm making this profit
I know I can't stop it
I take off a rocket
I balling like Harden
I pass off to Westbrook and dunk on yall bitch ass niggas
Yeah
Bunch of young rich ass niggas
Yeah
I'm rolling with killers and shooters
I get on the beat and explode like bazookas
I teach you game like a tutor
Still smoking this loud like hookah
From ashy to classy
From roota to toota
You just a lil rat nigga
Just a Stuart Little
Body bag you and yo partner up
Run up get done up I'm talking my shit
Pull out that stick and I bet you get hit
Selling them grams and ducking the law
Getting rich off gas I ain't selling no soft
Bitch I'm a dog
Bitch he a frog
Tell him to hop put that ass on the wall
Basically niggas ain't f*cking with me
Throw away bars give this shit for the free
I'm in the lab
I'm twisting and mixing
This audio dope I make whip up a chicken
I'm working with magic
I'm thinking I'm Penny
I'm coaching the game I might pop up in Memphis
It's Dolo so f*ck all that shit that you heard
Take off Atlanta touchdown in Lavergne
Bitch I got boogie
All of my cousins gon ball win a Wooden
He faking he lying he softer than pudding
He snitch and he sang to the police like Woody
It's put up or shut up
I jumped off the porch and I went picked the blunt up
It's Slater my gang
Ain't a lil nigga run up
He ain't shooting shit why you went and picked the gun up
And I can't stop won't stop like a Young Gunna
Call me King Slater
The king of the jungle
Fight lions and tigers and bears royal rumble
I step out I'm dripping I might leave a puddle
Tell that nigga quit biting before I put him on a muzzle
Tell the label better pull up with a Brinks truck if they trying to sign me
Tell em better double up like the shit siamese
First things first yeah first they gotta find me
I be laying low up in the cut
All yall niggas suck
Yall ain't really talking bout nothing
Yall ain't really talking bout money
I'm at the crib getting blunted
Counting up hundreds
I'm laughing I think this shit funny
I'm with Nitro and Scott
SMG loaded that draco is hot
EZ the Profit I'm making this profit
I know I can't stop it
I take off a rocket
I balling like Harden
I pass off to Westbrook and dunk on yall bitch ass niggas
Yeah
Bunch of young rich ass niggas
Yeah
I'm rolling with killers and shooters
I get on the beat and explode like bazookas
I teach you game like a tutor
Still smoking this loud like hookah
From ashy to classy
From roota to toota
You just a lil rat nigga
Just a Stuart Little
Writer: Samtavius Lane
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