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gun40 - slip lyrics

[intro]
yeah
(cakeboybally) what?
phew, phew, phew
uh, uh, uh
ain’t puttin’ no chorus on this, n+gga
ayy, what?

[chorus]
ain’t dealin’ wit’ none of you goofy goober+ass n+ggas
where my money?, bring that sh+t on time, or we gonna deal wit’ you
ain’t f+ckin’ wit’ none of these n+ggas, they hands out like they the gross sisters
if it’s me, woulda put they hand out
sh— i woulda shot them b+tches
i’on even like these n+ggas ‘cause most of these n+ggas be envious b+tches
put a lil’ tracker location on him
watch how we catch his ass slippin’
i’on be trickin’
i got some blood n+ggas that’s some sooners
i got some crip n+ggas that’s trey
they know how i’m groovin’, it’s straight
i got some sixty n+ggas wanna play

[verse]
n+gga, don’t play wit’ me
i’m the type of n+gga try to break your face
n+ggas know how i get wit’ this sh+t
lil’ n+gga, don’t play wit’ that pack
[interlude]
nah’, for real
ain’t gon’ lie, n+gga said
i, i said i won’ gon’ do a chorus, but, uh
aha, ain’t gon’ lie, that ho too fire
go head, bring that bih’ back in, man

- gun40 lyrics

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