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cannot condone - slyte lyrics

[intro: sl¥te]
way ya see me walkin’
balanced like a triple beam, yeah
way i see ya talkin’
that ain’t matchin’ with ya feed, yeah
now where you see they do that at
these n-gg-s off a bean, yeah
that ain’t what i need, yeah
that or quarter key, yeah

[chorus]
why these n-gg-s actin’ like they really bout to squeeze
only time they thumpin’, when they yappin’ on them keys
tell that boy be actin’ up the way that shawty tease
i cannot condone that hoe, but somethin’ up my sleeve, yeah

[verse 1]
keepin’ it simple, they doin’ the most
k!ll a n-gg- like he smokin’ a port
libra the symbol, i juggle the coast
pimpin’ ain’t easy, these n-gg-s cheesy
these n-gg-s waitin’ round for a reason
d-mn near waited all four seasons
then they wanna ball in four seasons
me with the chicken bone keep it greazy
but i ain’t slippin’
my soles planted in my own sh-t and i ain’t tippin’
my b-tch she suck me when i want, yeah
so i ain’t trickin’
them boys don’t wanna heat the beef
then boy get out the kitchen

[chorus](2x)

[verse 2: ygtut]
aye, hoe check my pedigree
local celebrity
cannot play bout my dollar
i put that on everything
used to sell marijuana by evelyn chickin wings
standin’ right on the corner
now we on to bigger things
struggle raps and bad decisions
i was down for a minute
i was down on my luck
only god could pick me back up
i call it divine intervention
trying to find what i’m missing
we was young and destructive
never followed instructions
must’ve slipped and b-mped my head
put a knot on the back
just got a ‘script of the addie’s
but i’m just servin’ that
back when i was chubby, unlucky
and scared of takin’ risk
back when b-tches ain’t give me play
but let my brother hit
now them hoes all wanna chill
but they can choke on d-ck
can i get my money and chill for just a little bit
i was sellin’ molly for real
that ain’t the point but sh-t
so whatever like count some bands
so i can count some ends

[chorus](4x)

[outro: sl¥te]
but i ain’t slippin’
and i ain’t tippin’
and i ain’t trickin’
get out the kitchen

- slyte lyrics

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