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quinn ayers – slope slippin’ كلمات اغاني

(quinn ayers)
latenite sh-t
yeah
latenite yeah
latenite yeah
latenite yeah
i could give a f-ck, whatchu mean
o-d-d, bad -ss b-tch double ds
that’s the clique, if you ain’t widdit d-i-e
ac13 imma let it f-cking sing
bussin out the d-mn beam
all i care about it cream
h-a-m double cheese
yeah, i’m hard to f-ckin please
all i care about is st–z & some double f-ckin gs
yuh

(sean mac)
i got goyard on my bag
if it ain’t money then it’s drag
not time for talkin i need cash
all hunnits i need it fast
i made a way on my own
pitbulls watch my throne
count this paper leave me lone
at the crib in my zone
macaulay culkin i’m home alone
invite yo b-tch just to bone
my ringtone be her moan
all these hoes i need a clone
disrespectful on my own
$250 for the zone
steady plugging all my bros
designer drip on my clothes
dressed in white like the pope
i got fantas full of 4’s
paper cuts from these notes
holy ghost how i glow
macy day how i float
this is a1 dope

(quinn ayers)
i be spittin’ facts
to watch your eyes roll f-ckin’ back
b-mpin’ spooky in da back
of da lac dressed in all black
keep the pistol packed
i be thumbing through the racks
always in my f-ckin’ bagg
i ain’t talkin’ bout the packs
all these girls care about is stacks
that is so f-ckin’ whack
yuh, yuh
i’m just talkin’ f-ckin’ facts
i’m just talking f-cking facts
i’m just talking f-cking facts

(latenite tre)
water on my toes
i be dripping like the juice man
baby said she hate me
so i tied up the loose ends
i got season like some cuban
off that pack it had me ruined
trip off a bird like i’m clueless
straight to the bread like i need the gluten
call up a shooter have his -ss shooting
the game get strange
f-ck all the loose ends
spitting to fast
glock f-ck an uzi
clap like a booty
make a n-gg- woozy
if n-gg-s get moody
whip em with the louis
she said “uh um”
no b-tch, excuse me
f-ck on a girl
fluzies get choosey
can’t f-ck with the law
f-ck boy sue me
break her heart truly
gold like i’m gucci
shop me a vendor
contenders all goofy
watch me don’t lose sleep
f-ck all the peace
n-gg- this sh-t deep
mothers lose sleep
i’m alien i mean no peace
lift up the beam
pop a n-gg- hot grease
fresh of a yeam
leave a b-tch knocknee
hit it like rocky
ice call it hockey

(quinn ayers)
i hang w the goth clique
suck on my rock d-ck
lyrically nauseous
lyrically toxic
finish & start sh-t
whip it, i park it
light it, i spark it
i keep a stick
pull it i dip
big juice what i sip
she gimme lip
pull off, i dip
skrt
like i’m inna race
no tay k
f-ck ray j
team kim k
she gimme face
call my d-ck mace
i’m in first place
you on da chase
can’t keep the pace
no leave a trace
no leave a trace
b-tch
yuh

- quinn ayers

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