lirik lagu slasha, fxntax – where u at?
this a iconic duo exclusive
slasha (hook/verse 1)
i get the bag yea i get the dough
he ain’t getting money stop cap, lil bro
if i see a n~gga talk down
pull up and ima jus hit him 10 rounds
pull up im smoking the pound
evil ass sh~t while his body get found (ughhhhh)
im finna chase on the paper
im finna get to the bag and then make her
you dont get no money you a faker
im finna get to the dough
pull up and ima just pour my four
yea, i dont give a f~ck bout a lil hoe
i f~ck with lil n~gga but not lil bro
bro, what the f~ck, run that beat back!
my brodie be smoking that pack
she sucking my d~ck and im like d~mn
all of you n~ggas is clones
i do not got enemies b~tch i have foеs
im running that back while im counting that dough
and you can’t f~ck with me lil hoe
shе wanna ride me she going to sleep
no kankan, i be pouring that lean
yea yo hoe, she a lil fiend (yuh)
yuh, got that dough
f~ck with no hoe
get that bag and then go
no i can’t f~ck with no hoe
back to my rapping sh~t
she call me lil santa im wrapping sh~t
she gimme that brain it was heavensent
yeah she gimme that dome while i sip
why she~ gone make me~ me im just chillin u~u~u~uhh
yeah yeah
fxntax (verse)
yuh, you could get hit with the pound, i got the gun, with like 40 rounds, my n~gga jay gon’ shoot you if you be talkin’ down, how the f~ck you talkin’ sh~t on me, where the f~ck is you at?, i’m doin’ backflips like i’m flippin’ a pack, you n~ggas is g~y, gotta’ hop off that, no tom brady, but she comes for the sack, we pop you like pill, i don’t lie in this sh~t, b~tch i do it forreal, these n~ggas so fake, gotta’ make you a mil’, he was talkin’ the sh~t, now you stuck in a seal, yeah, there’s no way you down for the ride, you get hit with the fa fa, i got a new whip, you know that i’m hoppin’ out, i ain’t scared of clowns, lil’ n~gga i jump them, dumb ass n~gga, n~gga you a rat now, lil’ stupid ass n~gga, he hang with the frats now (b~tch yeah)
slasha (hook/verse 1)
i get the bag yea i get the dough
he ain’t getting money stop cap, lil bro
if i see a n~gga talk down
pull up and ima jus hit him 10 rounds
pull up im smoking the pound
evil ass sh~t while his body get found (ughhhhh)
im finna chase on the paper
im finna get to the bag and then make her
you dont get no money you a faker
im finna get to the dough
pull up and ima just pour my four
yea, i dont give a f~ck bout a lil hoe
i f~ck with lil n~gga but not lil bro
bro, what the f~ck, run that beat back!
my brodie be smoking that pack
she sucking my d~ck and im like d~mn
all of you n~ggas is clones
i do not got enemies b~tch i have foes
im running that back while im counting that dough
and you can’t f~ck with me lil hoe
she wanna ride me she going to sleep
no kankan, i be pouring that lean
yea yo hoe, she a lil fiend (yuh)
yuh, got that dough
f~ck with no hoe
get that bag and then go
no i can’t f~ck with no hoe
back to my rapping sh~t
she call me lil santa im wrapping sh~t
she gimme that brain it was heavensent
yeah she gimme that dome while i sip
why she~ gone make me~ me im just chillin u~u~u~uhh
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