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tree money, slxm jay, emjay, wizsthe & mastar - slatt lyrics

hook (slxm jay)
slatt slatt slatt go slatty
some of niggas ain’t bout it no slatty (gang)
tree money niggas we got it hop in this beat we be catching em bodies (tree money)
shorty so ratchet she gobble, gobble it up she a big big body
you can never love me shorty heart got cold don’t need nobody (nobody)
slatt slatt slatt go slatty
some of niggas ain’t bout it no slatty (gang)
tree money niggas we got it hop in this beat we be catching em bodies (tree money)
shorty so ratchet she gobble, gobble it up she a big big body
you can never love me shorty heart got cold don’t need nobody (nobody)

verse 1 (slxm jay & emjay)
ain’t no ma catching my drift bitch i’m still the bеst
3.6.5 tree money got the set, mntoni going up yеah we got the flag, pedal to the metal now tell me who’s next i’m a martian
plotting on this niggas man i feel austin tryna get ma name to a place like boston

tryna put my face on em billboards
some of you nigga ain’t got what it takes
we got the guts
we got the flows
yonk’ into iset
on point nka re ke arrow
told your baby to pull up, we bout to make you a son
you go be babysitting my baby, ma boy
eyy mfana ko middelburg what you go do when we come for you
we be moving like bad boys not martin and will smith we got crazy guys omaster nomanmilli
chasing millis we don’t play with y’all
2025 cutting niggas off if they ain’t with it
who the lieutenant we move like lunatics nigga beat it
slatt slatt
tree money bidness tell your bitch not to catch no feelings, put me on..

hook (slxm jay)
slatt slatt slatt go slatty
some of niggas ain’t bout it no slatty
tree money niggas we got it hop in this beat we be catching em bodies
shorty so ratchet she gobble, gobble it up she a big big body
you can never love me shorty heart got cold don’t need nobody
slatt slatt slatt go slatty
some of niggas ain’t bout it no slatty (gang)
tree money niggas we got it hop in this beat we be catching em bodies (tree money)
shorty so ratchet she gobble, gobble it up she a big big body
you can never love me shorty heart got cold don’t need nobody (nobody)

verse 2 (wizsthe & mastar)
hip hop a sport
i’m a martian my nigga
we got it on lock
and they got it on losses
putting them hits out we ready for bodies
money on your head then your crown is on site
pen is on ice
metros and grammies, i’m ready i’m booming
roach in my room and already i’m dooming
wizzy on slatt is like wizzy on your bitch
and your bitch been bussing like megan the stallion
running this game like i’m riding a stallion
tree money niggas are made for them billions
we craving a pathway, the hustle gets harder
but i’m gifted
with the rap i am santa
in work never absent
tomorrow ain’t promised we live in the present
we hot ,we end you in “the z” (desert)
you think you the alpha +i bet
you ain’t met the gang
this our story
it takes place in mtoni
keepin it goin
just me & my brodis
keep rap alive
nigga i soul it
i’m a beast in the beat
to me that’s so lit
hard headed , goin hard
keeping it solid
bitch gave me her heart
like i sold it
she made me hard
it’s heavy bitch hold it
she drives me crazy
i told that bitch own it

- tree money slxm jay emjay wizsthe mastar lyrics

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