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juice wrld – slatt lyrics

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[intro]
808, mafia
atl jacob

[chorus]
im in london with my slatts
i ain’t see this coming when i was out there moving packs
i was down bad on my ass n+gga that’s a fact
slim 30. slugs in the mag pray i make it back
imma pochino ? kilos in the walls in my trap
f+ck n+gga such a trap fore we put you on the map
imma put rino at the casino tryna stack all of these racks
life’s a race we first place all the mobs we overlap

[verse 1]
a hole deep of overlaps
international gunna i’ve been all across the map
she love my persona ain’t no cappping in none of my raps
im in london and these b+tches lookin at me like im the slatt
all i yell i slatt
smoking all these cookies go order another batch
you lil’ p+ssy’s some rookies and n0body can match
don’t throw no money and tissues like you know how to act
we won in a rematch
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[chorus]
im in london with my slatts
i ain’t see this coming when i was out there moving packs
i was down bad on my ass n+gga that’s a fact
slim 30. slugs in the mag pray i make it back
imma pochino ? kilos in the walls in my trap
f+ck n+gga such a trap fore we put you on the map
imma put rino at the casino tryna stack all of these racks
life’s a race we first place all the mobs we overlap

[verse 2]
yeah, cash never running out
time to bring the time is out
pills make my time shout
used to sell them by the playground
i ain’t with the f+ck around
baby i don’t f+ck around
50. cal hit his brow, i let off a couple rounds
look at me now like chris brown
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love my girl she wan’t me down
i love my 48. be holding me down
you girl said ”controlling me now”
i take a couple of 30s then wild
do it cus my devil’s wild
far from a pastor child
[pre chorus]
rocking a orange yeah it was real
you see all the sh+t i did
like just cause like i imagined it
actually worked for
now im up in london
chillin on the forbes
pills in my stomach
i ain’t no lil’ boy
i ain’t scared of nothing
so im at you’re head like concussion
me and gunna for the win at the function
smoke a n+gga like a pack of rice
percacets got me like a zombie i need a pack of pint’s
watch me roll, run leaving n+ggas in the dust

[chorus]
im in london with my slatts
i ain’t see this coming when i was out there moving packs
i was down bad on my ass n+gga that’s a fact
slim 30. slugs in the mag pray i make it back
imma pochino ? kilos in the walls in my trap
f+ck n+gga such a trap fore we put you on the map
imma put rino at the casino tryna stack all of these racks
life’s a race we first place all the mobs we overlap