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control - slump6s lyrics

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[intro]
rubish hoe, she broke

[chorus]
i ain’t doin’ no back and forth with these n*ggas, ’cause they broke, yeah
this bentley mussane, hop in that g when i go off road
this b*tch so bad, when i hop inside i use no trojan
hop outside, nascar, b*tch i’m speedin’
skrrtin’ off so fast today, my heart rate done lost control of me
when i walk inside, that’s on my gang, you know we ballin’
f*ckin’ with 2 twins, yeah, yeah
swear to god, yeah, i want both of ’em
told bro, “we gon’ run this sh*t up”, yeah, yeah, i’m all in
ain’t never switch on you, when you down bad you can call me
couple n*ggas switched up, oh yeah, oh yeah, couldn’t keep it solid
saw a n*gga try to run off with my swag, yeah, yeah, they cop it
i could teach you how to run up this sh*t, yeah, ain’t go to no college

[verse]
phew, bring the hoe over she bad, bad
real trap n*gga trapped out, now n*ggas so broke like haha
[?]
pull up, new coupe it’s matte black
[?]
leave a n*gga past tense like flashback
stay with this rod, n*gga
i ain’t talkin’ no philly goat
all my n*ggas been doin’ that fraud, n*gga
we gon’ run off with yo info
countin’ up green like the front yard, nigag
pop a sedative, b*tch, this ain’t no flintstone
stay with that drac’ like i’m lil yachty
lil’ p*ssy n*gga, bet not get close
i already know n*ggas not solid
b*tch, i knew this from the get go
i don’t want that hoe, just want her body
pour the drank, and let it sit, hoe
i get to much guap, i can’t move sloppy
the last n*gga moved wrong, and he got sent home
that b*tch, she a hoe, she so ungodly
she suck my d*ck touch her neck bone
lot of influence like i’m young gandhi
outside, smokin’ in door
light a n*gga up, bingo
all white forces on me, b*tch, it’s green go
love my voice, she love my lingo
spanish hoe and i’m bilingual
i been countin’ green up like ceelo
bet the nle choppa wanna sing, oh
[bridge]
tryna bust it down, down, down, down
tryna bust it down, down, down, down
tryna bust it down, down, down, down
i keep feelin’ like bust it down, down, down, down
ride with hunnid round, round, round, round
walk up in the spot shut it down, down, down
money callin’, i love the sound
and yo b*tch, she love my style
now they all look at me now

[chorus]
i ain’t doin’ no back and forth with these n*ggas, ’cause they broke, yeah
this bentley mussane, hop in that g when i go off road
this b*tch so bad, when i hop inside i use no trojan
hop outside, nascar, b*tch i’m speedin’
skrrtin’ off so fast today, my heart rate done lost control of me
when i walk inside, that’s on my gang, you know we ballin’
f*ckin’ with 2 twins, yeah, yeah
swear to god, yeah, i want both of ’em
told bro, “we gon’ run this sh*t up”, yeah, yeah, i’m all in
ain’t never switch on you, when you down bad you can call me
couple n*ggas switched up, oh yeah, oh yeah, couldn’t keep it solid
saw a n*gga try to run off with my swag, yeah, yeah, they cop it
i could teach you how to run up this sh*t, yeah, ain’t go to no college
[bridge]
tryna bust it down, down, down, down
tryna bust it down, down, down, down
tryna bust it down, down, down, down
i keep feelin’ like bust it down, down, down, down
ride with hunnid round, round, round, round
walk up in the spot shut it down, down, down
money callin’, i love the sound
and yo b*tch, she love my style
now they all look at me now
now they all look at me now

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