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slay products - in style lyrics

[chorus]
slap it in style like harry, target, aim in one direction
yo’ girl came way too catty, she heard i’m a, now she wants affection
smokin’ this gauge, ain’t nothing like benson, do it broad day, i love all the attention
public thing when i crash this wesson, aye, move outta way pedestrians

[verse 1: splash]
samurai sword on my hip, gotta bop with the limp, feds pull up, i’m f+cked
i ain’t gotta talk too tough, from young, been splashing up dads and son
dem man talk like they ain’t been chinged and splashed, it’s nuts

[verse 2: ak]
fl!cks up, look sharp, you dizzy, silly billy, you ain’t no rascal
nuff times man’s been to brikky, and they tell lies, have they lost their marbles?
double tap man like he’s ricky, no fl!ckies, when i invading [?]
i’m beefin’ tw+ts, gun just sparkle, [?] that’s the sixty marshall

[verse 3: splash]
foor door pull up, masheen full up, tryna leave a opp boy cook up
tryna score every time that we pull up, pull up, try chest, buss got [?]
free ondrills, my bro from knee, for him i’ll rip out your chest
in the bando baggin’ up zeds, if not, on the opp block, tryna fly off the back of a ped
red, step round dere, leave whole scene drenched

[verse 4: ak]
shotgun, slap it and park it, pop mans lungs, it’s a normal procedure
i slice mans neck like pizza, give it two [?], watch him have a seizure
metal in my hand, no [?] beamer, let that bang, fly like peter
barbies fan of a london dealer, lifestyle, gettin’ all cheaper
[chorus]
slap it in style like harry, target, aim in one direction
yo’ girl came way too catty, she heard i’m a, now she wants affection
smokin’ this gauge, ain’t nothing like benson, do it broad day, i love all the attention
public thing when i crash this wesson, aye, move outta way pedestrians

[verse 5: splash]
this beef is intense, you don’t wanna get cheffed by me and my bros
still on the o, harlem district, kitchens rippin’, splash man up, now we soaked
don’t give no toss ’bout age, any opp get shaved
don’t be throwing up a’s, grub came peng like bae

[verse 6: ak]
step with a [?], retro j’s, like, who wanna take a fly?
an opp boy rave got shaved outta place, aim [?] my nike [?]
my white air force’s splashed through ketchup, now i gotta call that custom mike
pass me the 23’s or beretta, let my dips touch his pipe
things and stuffs in my percy, certi, if i get grub don’t gone from early
man’ve been wavin’ wands, potter, wet man down like capone
slip and get legged, ride along, with two in the stick, i’m a violent don
free conz get nick for supplying tons, aye, stays in the met, sentence is long

[verse 7: splash]
before, 300 spartans pull up, now it’s 3 man up with a gauge
don’t check that license plate, i think it’s jakes, aye come, let’s skate
my lifestyle coming like paid in full, but none of my n+ggas like rico
opp block come hot like cheetos, do it like bis, slap dat then reload
[chorus]
slap it in style like harry, target, aim in one direction
yo’ girl came way too catty, she heard i’m a, now she wants affection
smokin’ this gauge, ain’t nothing like benson, do it broad day, i love all the attention
public thing when i crash this wesson, aye, move outta way pedestrians

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