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sldr - filthy lyrics

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[intro]

too many bands
i’m paying fines
filthy hoes
filthy tops

aye sldr, drop the beat, no cap!

[chorus]
too many whips (whips)
too many wrists (wrists)
too many bands (bands)
too many fists (fists)
switching way too fast
i’m paying fines
in the club do lines
my neck will shine
filthy hoes
filthy cops (cops)
filthy shots (shots)
filthy tops (tops)
buy a b-tch a louie purse
she leave me it’s a curse
freestyle on every verse
i got no time to rehe-rs-

[verse 1]
i remember every day i used to go work
remember every day i was tripping on some percs
now i’m making money without getting up from bed
now i got some b-tches making sure that i get fed
now you‘re in my butcher shop, cutting up my meat
you’re in my salon, trying to scrub sh-t off my feet
i’m always in the studio, cooking up some beats
i’m always in the studio, cooking up some heat

[[chorus]
too many whips (whips)
too many wrists (wrists)
too many bands (bands)
too many fists (fists)
switching way too fast
i’m paying fines
in the club do lines
my neck will shine
filthy hoes
filthy cops (cops)
filthy shots (shots)
filthy tops (tops)
buy a b-tch a louie purse
she leave me it’s a curse
freestyle on every verse
i got no time to rehe-rs-

[verse 2]
i always run it up, flying overseas
i got a benz whip but it ain’t got no car keys
all these rappers trying to sign some deals they can’t agree
spamming soundcloud links, they can’t make any money
all my haters used to come and give me doubt
half a million now come easy in a drought
all these b-tches on me they just can’t avoid the clout
if the rapper lacking on me i just kick him out

[bridge]
all these filthy lines
all these filthy lies
b-tches on my thighs
no sh-t i can deny
racks rolling in like fans
they want to shake my hand
i make my g8 land
i made it cause i can

[chorus]
too many whips (whips)
too many wrists (wrists)
too many bands (bands)
too many fists (fists)
switching way too fast
i’m paying fines
in the club do lines
my neck will shine
filthy hoes
filthy cops (cops)
filthy shots (shots)
filthy tops (tops)
buy a b-tch a louie purse
she leave me it’s a curse
freestyle on every verse
i got no time to rehe-rs-

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