Yeah, I'm T, now let's do it
Shroom got me feelin' like I got no fluid, nigga
T, let's get it
Yeah, yeah, bitch, I'm motherf*ckin' T
Ask the f*ckin' off, we spend shit like some DVDs
I got riches, f*ck, I'm God, my bro, the scam off EDD
Bought my chain off dirty money, bought his chain off PPP
None of these niggas can't compel, f*ck this bitch, pull out her hell
Get it done right in the morning, Percocet got me 200
Come here, bitch, I'm on three Adderall, what the f*ck
I don't take no honey, long as I'm geek, I'm gon' keep comin
This on God, bitch, I got money
Tryna save all the paper I get, that extra shit just gon' get spent
Actin' like I don't got that check, I'm bustin' windows out the back
Yeah, all my shit need sendin', bitch, we don't never talk, no text
Yeah, this paper just keep pilin' up, I don't never care about sex, bitch
I'm the drill king, nigga, what the f*ck you think
Came in this bitch without no paper, on God, came in with right
I could have a hundred million, I'm f*ckin' safe, on God, I leave the state
What you sayin'? You tryin' to play me
Might go fed up on these tracks and certain shit that I don't say
None of y'all boys can't even compel, but, bitch, boy, you is a J
I've been tryin' to close my mouth on God, these choppers blow him out
The kid went down, so keep me out it
All y'all boys are walkin' bounders, got a dub on you and you on God
I catch your ass on guns, got a slim bitch, some thick shit
I don't care about that other bitch, ate up all these niggas, bitch
Tryna come around like a princess, my younger turn for real
I hit a whole auntie with latex
Nigga, what the f*ck poppin'
All these souls gettin' droppin', niggas hoes exposing bodies
Remember, times I thought I had, I finally went and f*ckin' got it
Nigga, you know your bitch get sloppy, I won't do no damn tick-tockin
Got my burner up on receipt, flow on the iPhone in the pocket
He's a plug, he don't show no love, shit, we gotta take his socket
Goin' in on this shit, I make a bad bitch eat this dick up
Nigga, tryna beat my mama, got his bald head ass hit up
Yeah, bitch, I'm motherf*ckin' T
Ask the f*ckin' office, we spend shit like some DVDs
I got riches, f*ck on God, my brother scam off E.D.D
Bought my chain off Dirty Money, bought his chain off PPP
None of these niggas can't compel, f*ck this bitch, pull out her help
Get it done right in the morning, Percocet got me 200
Now, bitch, I'm on three Adderall, what the f*ck, I don't take no honey
Long as I'm geek, I'm gon' keep comin', it's on God, bitch, I got money
Tryna save all the paper I get, that extra shit just gon' get spent
Actin' like I don't got that check, I'll bust the windows out the back
Yeah, all my shit be sendin', bitch, we don't never talk no text
Yeah, this paper just keep pilin' up, I'ma never give out sex, bitch
Anti got a dub on him and him, he ain't playin
They don't talk about paper, so I don't know what they sayin
Hit the bitch in Curry, Kyrie, I don't do no stayin
That's on God, I got this paper, nigga, play, we send him away
What you know about goin' to the chop, walk on stage with a scrap
Got a slim girl, some thick shit, she always make it clap
Got a sitter on my shoulder, they know me for gettin' a bag
It just me and Anti, nigga, play, we on his ass
Now she wanna try to call my phone
I'm a real trap, nigga, I can get a bag off my tongue
Why they gotta hate on me, but I always playin' my song
Talkin' bout his smoke with me, but I know where he'll be home
Nigga, talkin' bout his problem, just tryna give me some cash
I don't really care about the fame, we can go to war in my zone
I don't even play no games, I'm a dog with these chains on
So I'ma be hard to tame, this pocket so little
I can stuff it with a midget, sellin' bags for the cheap
Come ahead and get it, spend a block like DVDs
While I run up digits, just me and Anti
You know we don't care about no limit
Yeah, yeah, bitch, I'm motherf*ckin' T
Ask the f*ckin' off, we spend shit like some DVDs
I got rich as f*ck, I'm God, my bro, this scam off E-D-D
Bought my chain off dirty money, bought his chain off P-P-P
None of these niggas can't compel, f*ck this bitch, pull out her helmet
Get it done right in the morning, Percocet got me 200
Come here, bitch, I'm on three Adderall, what the f*ck, I don't take no honey
Bitch, I'm geek, I'm gon' keep comin', it's on God, bitch, I got money
Tryna save all the paper, I get that extra shit, just gon' get spent
Actin' like I don't got that check, gon' bust some windows out the back
Yeah, all my shit be semi, bitch, we don't never talk, no text
Yeah, this paper just keep pilin' up, gon' never care about sex, bitch
Slattmk - DVDs (feat. Anti Da Menace) Lyrics
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Yeah, I'm T, now let's do it
Shroom got me feelin' like I got no fluid, nigga
T, let's get it
Yeah, yeah, bitch, I'm motherf*ckin' T
Ask the f*ckin' off, we spend shit like some DVDs
I got riches, f*ck, I'm God, my bro, the scam off EDD
Bought my chain off dirty money, bought his chain off PPP
None of these niggas can't compel, f*ck this bitch, pull out her hell
Get it done right in the morning, Percocet got me 200
Come here, bitch, I'm on three Adderall, what the f*ck
I don't take no honey, long as I'm geek, I'm gon' keep comin
This on God, bitch, I got money
Tryna save all the paper I get, that extra shit just gon' get spent
Actin' like I don't got that check, I'm bustin' windows out the back
Yeah, all my shit need sendin', bitch, we don't never talk, no text
Yeah, this paper just keep pilin' up, I don't never care about sex, bitch
I'm the drill king, nigga, what the f*ck you think
Came in this bitch without no paper, on God, came in with right
I could have a hundred million, I'm f*ckin' safe, on God, I leave the state
What you sayin'? You tryin' to play me
Might go fed up on these tracks and certain shit that I don't say
None of y'all boys can't even compel, but, bitch, boy, you is a J
I've been tryin' to close my mouth on God, these choppers blow him out
The kid went down, so keep me out it
All y'all boys are walkin' bounders, got a dub on you and you on God
I catch your ass on guns, got a slim bitch, some thick shit
I don't care about that other bitch, ate up all these niggas, bitch
Tryna come around like a princess, my younger turn for real
I hit a whole auntie with latex
Nigga, what the f*ck poppin'
All these souls gettin' droppin', niggas hoes exposing bodies
Remember, times I thought I had, I finally went and f*ckin' got it
Nigga, you know your bitch get sloppy, I won't do no damn tick-tockin
Got my burner up on receipt, flow on the iPhone in the pocket
He's a plug, he don't show no love, shit, we gotta take his socket
Goin' in on this shit, I make a bad bitch eat this dick up
Nigga, tryna beat my mama, got his bald head ass hit up
Yeah, bitch, I'm motherf*ckin' T
Ask the f*ckin' office, we spend shit like some DVDs
I got riches, f*ck on God, my brother scam off E.D.D
Bought my chain off Dirty Money, bought his chain off PPP
None of these niggas can't compel, f*ck this bitch, pull out her help
Get it done right in the morning, Percocet got me 200
Now, bitch, I'm on three Adderall, what the f*ck, I don't take no honey
Long as I'm geek, I'm gon' keep comin', it's on God, bitch, I got money
Tryna save all the paper I get, that extra shit just gon' get spent
Actin' like I don't got that check, I'll bust the windows out the back
Yeah, all my shit be sendin', bitch, we don't never talk no text
Yeah, this paper just keep pilin' up, I'ma never give out sex, bitch
Anti got a dub on him and him, he ain't playin
They don't talk about paper, so I don't know what they sayin
Hit the bitch in Curry, Kyrie, I don't do no stayin
That's on God, I got this paper, nigga, play, we send him away
What you know about goin' to the chop, walk on stage with a scrap
Got a slim girl, some thick shit, she always make it clap
Got a sitter on my shoulder, they know me for gettin' a bag
It just me and Anti, nigga, play, we on his ass
Now she wanna try to call my phone
I'm a real trap, nigga, I can get a bag off my tongue
Why they gotta hate on me, but I always playin' my song
Talkin' bout his smoke with me, but I know where he'll be home
Nigga, talkin' bout his problem, just tryna give me some cash
I don't really care about the fame, we can go to war in my zone
I don't even play no games, I'm a dog with these chains on
So I'ma be hard to tame, this pocket so little
I can stuff it with a midget, sellin' bags for the cheap
Come ahead and get it, spend a block like DVDs
While I run up digits, just me and Anti
You know we don't care about no limit
Yeah, yeah, bitch, I'm motherf*ckin' T
Ask the f*ckin' off, we spend shit like some DVDs
I got rich as f*ck, I'm God, my bro, this scam off E-D-D
Bought my chain off dirty money, bought his chain off P-P-P
None of these niggas can't compel, f*ck this bitch, pull out her helmet
Get it done right in the morning, Percocet got me 200
Come here, bitch, I'm on three Adderall, what the f*ck, I don't take no honey
Bitch, I'm geek, I'm gon' keep comin', it's on God, bitch, I got money
Tryna save all the paper, I get that extra shit, just gon' get spent
Actin' like I don't got that check, gon' bust some windows out the back
Yeah, all my shit be semi, bitch, we don't never talk, no text
Yeah, this paper just keep pilin' up, gon' never care about sex, bitch
Shroom got me feelin' like I got no fluid, nigga
T, let's get it
Yeah, yeah, bitch, I'm motherf*ckin' T
Ask the f*ckin' off, we spend shit like some DVDs
I got riches, f*ck, I'm God, my bro, the scam off EDD
Bought my chain off dirty money, bought his chain off PPP
None of these niggas can't compel, f*ck this bitch, pull out her hell
Get it done right in the morning, Percocet got me 200
Come here, bitch, I'm on three Adderall, what the f*ck
I don't take no honey, long as I'm geek, I'm gon' keep comin
This on God, bitch, I got money
Tryna save all the paper I get, that extra shit just gon' get spent
Actin' like I don't got that check, I'm bustin' windows out the back
Yeah, all my shit need sendin', bitch, we don't never talk, no text
Yeah, this paper just keep pilin' up, I don't never care about sex, bitch
I'm the drill king, nigga, what the f*ck you think
Came in this bitch without no paper, on God, came in with right
I could have a hundred million, I'm f*ckin' safe, on God, I leave the state
What you sayin'? You tryin' to play me
Might go fed up on these tracks and certain shit that I don't say
None of y'all boys can't even compel, but, bitch, boy, you is a J
I've been tryin' to close my mouth on God, these choppers blow him out
The kid went down, so keep me out it
All y'all boys are walkin' bounders, got a dub on you and you on God
I catch your ass on guns, got a slim bitch, some thick shit
I don't care about that other bitch, ate up all these niggas, bitch
Tryna come around like a princess, my younger turn for real
I hit a whole auntie with latex
Nigga, what the f*ck poppin'
All these souls gettin' droppin', niggas hoes exposing bodies
Remember, times I thought I had, I finally went and f*ckin' got it
Nigga, you know your bitch get sloppy, I won't do no damn tick-tockin
Got my burner up on receipt, flow on the iPhone in the pocket
He's a plug, he don't show no love, shit, we gotta take his socket
Goin' in on this shit, I make a bad bitch eat this dick up
Nigga, tryna beat my mama, got his bald head ass hit up
Yeah, bitch, I'm motherf*ckin' T
Ask the f*ckin' office, we spend shit like some DVDs
I got riches, f*ck on God, my brother scam off E.D.D
Bought my chain off Dirty Money, bought his chain off PPP
None of these niggas can't compel, f*ck this bitch, pull out her help
Get it done right in the morning, Percocet got me 200
Now, bitch, I'm on three Adderall, what the f*ck, I don't take no honey
Long as I'm geek, I'm gon' keep comin', it's on God, bitch, I got money
Tryna save all the paper I get, that extra shit just gon' get spent
Actin' like I don't got that check, I'll bust the windows out the back
Yeah, all my shit be sendin', bitch, we don't never talk no text
Yeah, this paper just keep pilin' up, I'ma never give out sex, bitch
Anti got a dub on him and him, he ain't playin
They don't talk about paper, so I don't know what they sayin
Hit the bitch in Curry, Kyrie, I don't do no stayin
That's on God, I got this paper, nigga, play, we send him away
What you know about goin' to the chop, walk on stage with a scrap
Got a slim girl, some thick shit, she always make it clap
Got a sitter on my shoulder, they know me for gettin' a bag
It just me and Anti, nigga, play, we on his ass
Now she wanna try to call my phone
I'm a real trap, nigga, I can get a bag off my tongue
Why they gotta hate on me, but I always playin' my song
Talkin' bout his smoke with me, but I know where he'll be home
Nigga, talkin' bout his problem, just tryna give me some cash
I don't really care about the fame, we can go to war in my zone
I don't even play no games, I'm a dog with these chains on
So I'ma be hard to tame, this pocket so little
I can stuff it with a midget, sellin' bags for the cheap
Come ahead and get it, spend a block like DVDs
While I run up digits, just me and Anti
You know we don't care about no limit
Yeah, yeah, bitch, I'm motherf*ckin' T
Ask the f*ckin' off, we spend shit like some DVDs
I got rich as f*ck, I'm God, my bro, this scam off E-D-D
Bought my chain off dirty money, bought his chain off P-P-P
None of these niggas can't compel, f*ck this bitch, pull out her helmet
Get it done right in the morning, Percocet got me 200
Come here, bitch, I'm on three Adderall, what the f*ck, I don't take no honey
Bitch, I'm geek, I'm gon' keep comin', it's on God, bitch, I got money
Tryna save all the paper, I get that extra shit, just gon' get spent
Actin' like I don't got that check, gon' bust some windows out the back
Yeah, all my shit be semi, bitch, we don't never talk, no text
Yeah, this paper just keep pilin' up, gon' never care about sex, bitch
Writer: Markavius Deshawn
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Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid