Slatt Season

(album: Sorry For The Get Off - 2019)

[Beno:]
Kilo made this
Woo

I asked her can she kick a split? I gotta dip
I'ma pull up with the chopper with the flip-around clip
You better get your mans, he all on Instagram
I don't give a fuck about his chicken head
Pull out and dump it open on his Jeff-ing ass
Saditty bitch, I swear she acting bougie bad
Big titties but I don't know where her booty at
Don't be surprised when I pull up with the Bogey Man

Hi-Tech and Percs in the Louis bag
Block so hot, we still gon' slap the bag
Bitch over there, damn, she shaking ass
I gave her few Percs, she start acting bad

[Drego:]
Dawg see me with his bitch, he looking mad
Dawg, get off my ass, I mean
Dawg, get off your ass
I ain't fuck your bitch, she just shoot the bag

[Beno:]
I'm riding with 'bout thirty years in the trunk
Two hoes in the back and one in the front
One counting up slips, one sucking her thumb
'Bout to run this shit up, and it's all off the funds

[Drego:]
Man, the K in the back, the Glock in the front
It's one in the head, you know how we boming
My trust in her bag, it's trust in a slut
Been found a rider, I said, "You the one"

[Beno:]
If you got hit with a bag, what would you do with it?
I just got the whole script from Doctor Dolittle
Load is so big I need two bitches
Unc pass me down the game and I ran with it

[Drego:]
I don't trust them hoes, we need two rentals
I'ma call up Damian Lillard, tell him, "Tell them bitches"
We ain't even have to leave, told 'em mail them bitches
And the bitches vacuumed, shh, they ain't smell them bitches
I let 'em see me rack the Glock, this shit looking iffy
You gotta pay me just to fuck, bitch, I'm really pimping
Yeah, I'm Tity Boi, bitch, I'm acting different
Beans walk in, he looking for the syrup

[Beno:]
My mama said, "What's on your plate?" I said, "Ma, I need some grits and yams"
I'm on the road to success, I can't get in a jam
I'm serving Justin Timberlake, my white girl whipping, yeah
I done really came up off the pots and pans
You know my fam? I ain't know that, damn
If I get caught then I'm going fed
All these wild thoughts running through my head
All these freaky hoes all up in my bed

[Drego:]
Man, my lil' bitch, she all up out her bread
You get up on her, you think you gon' hit
Don't be surprised, she ask you, "Where the bread?"
She bring it back, she come in and she spread, boy
I get you knocked out your Jordan Craigs, boy
He tryna cop a plea, oh, you like Craig, boy
He think it's dropped, he done put his dance on it
I ain't fuck, I just put my mans on it

[Beno:]
Hi-Tech and Percs in the Louis bag
Block so hot, we still gon' slap the bag
Bitch over there, damn, she shaking ass
I gave her few Percs, she start acting bad
Hi-Tech and Percs in the Louis bag
Block so hot, we still gon' slap the bag
Bitch over there, damn, she shaking ass
I gave her few Percs, she start acting bad