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slatt zy – super gremlin freestyle lyrics

[intro: slatt zy]
(stack that b+tch up mike, mhm)
yeah, we could be superstars (mhm)
we been rather wreckin’ cars (wreckin’ cars, sniper)
what is at stake for us? (mhm)
kickin’ off power mirrors (mirrors)
yeah, we could be superstars (supestars)
but i’m pretty sure our time is up (time is up)
and so we fell off the spinning tops (yak, what you sayin’?)
don’t know, maybe for trial
but way more error

[verse]
you don’t need drugs, now i’m ready to slide, told my brother “let’s do it”
lean and percocets eat up my pride, i’m in this b+tch under fluence
f+ckin’ and suckin’, she hurt ’cause of me
won’t spеak on your n+gga, i’m keepin’ it g
got a new n+gga, he ain’t richer than mе
why the opps steady calling? they quick on the beat
i ran it up fast, i done fumbled that bag and went broke
that’s when i saw who was real
i witnessed some sh+t in these streets that i wasn’t ‘posed to see
that’s why i’m abusing these pills
you forcing yourself for the love of a motherf+cking stranger
got me like, d+mn, how you heal?
i question myself, like, d+mn, i’m too real
f+ck how you feel, i’m telling sh+t how it is
room full of gangstas, you can’t even speak
know+how it get when i get on these beats
don’t stop being me, ’cause i’m rich in my peace
he got hit in his head, shot his roof off ’cause he think he me
b+tch i’m from [?][1:00], i ain’t losin’ no sleep
go back and f+ck, any day of the week
but i rather not jeet, give that ho to the streets
n+ggas fakin’ they beef, ’cause they know who we be
yak should of put me on original version
f+ck with it tucked, ’cause the ho was a virgin
send points at your house like my first name is curry
young n+ggas on go, in the streets they be purging
n+ggas on go, in the streets they be purging
i’ma slow this sh+t down real quick
i heard the whole city want the static
who gon’ run that beat and be the first one to lead
opps got reduced, they wantin’ no beef
valid ass n+gga in need of some peace
go where i want in this b+tch, i’m a g
b+tch you ain’t money, don’t care if you leave
nah, for real
b+tch you ain’t money, don’t care if you leave
steps to tunin’, we hop out on feet
[outro]
aha, i done it bae
f+ck a n+gga, f+ck the opps
big slatt n+gga
d+mn, huh
no cap (f+ck is wrong with you?)
’cause you ain’t got one piece that i need
you get 2022 n+gga, it’s our year
we takin’ over all of these sh+ts
tell the industry to make room for slatt man
on gang

- slatt zy lyrics

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