Slaying Lyrics

No, I'm not doin' no playin'

I get on the beat and I'm slayin

Tryna turn myself to a made man

I leave a tip for the maid man

Remember they used to call me caveman

Nah, now it's not the same man

Pull out that fire and I aim it

The boy is a beast, it's so tameless

I swear that these niggas ain't shit

No, they not pure or they tainted

No way that we are related

Realness is what they be claiming

But I can see that they fakin'

Money came and it came quick man

That's why I don't wanna be famous

Just need a bag of cookies like Amos

Tell Collins give me the beat

There's no way that I can't miss it

When I get the flow and it's different

150 with the lift kit

Shit gotta jump to get in

Told you I said it, I meant it

Lowkey, I'm tryna start a business

In the gym, not talkin' fitness

Swag killin' it's fitted

These niggas can't see me I'm tinted

Yeah, the boy clean like some linen

I'm tryna buy me an Aston

Yeah, I just got that pack in

You know that I can be slackin

Goin' out to do what we lackin'

Free my niggas trapped for trappin

Yeah, I'm out in Cape Town

Young nigga just relaxin

This right here is on the first one

Pray that this ain't the last one

Roll a wood and pass one

Grindin' until the task done

Really feel like I'm the last one

Shot of Henny while I'm dabbin

Yeah, shout out Collins for the beat man

Ayy, this Henny while I'm dabbin' got me

Uhh

No, I'm not doin' no playin'

I get on the beat and I'm slayin

Tryna turn myself to a made man

I leave a tip for the maid man

Remember they used to call me caveman

Nah, now it's not the same man

Pull out that fire and I aim it

The boy is a beast, it's so tameless

I swear that these niggas ain't shit

No, they not pure or they tainted

No way that we are related

Realness is what they be claiming

But I can see that they fakin'

Money came and it came quick man

That's why I don't wanna be famous

Just need a bag of cookies like Amos