Sleazy Flow (Cheebo Version) Lyrics

Last J I met was at the store, gave her a tester

Came back and grabbed a couple more, I had to bless her

You don't put your bag before that hoe, you gon' be stressin

I be really focused on my pros, I don't be steppin

But if he try to play me like a ho, then I'm gon' stretch him

Throw him bullets, catch him, chalked off, sketch him

Jigg, make sure he call me every day, to let me know he straight

Know he ain't gotta worry about no plate, cause I'm gon' send him paper

Three of my niggas, doin' fed time, they all in different states

I got two more up in different counties, cause that interstate

All that shit, make me double check before I take a risk

I be workin' too hard for my checks, so I won't share my chips

How you ride for him, won't ride for you, shit, y'all be killin' me

Don't care about your pole and what you say that you gon' do for me

Feel safer with my pipe, I know that I'm gon' shoot for me, a bum stole some shit

Shit, he gotta catch a few from me, I ain't like this usually

I think they tryna turn me up before I catch a case

One in the air, let me burn it up

I'm the type to save my ones to fives when I be goin' broke

When I get enough, I hit the plug like what they goin' for

Then I get a bag and double up, cause this shit on the floor

Drop four lines of Wok up in my cup, it got me comatose

I get paid off movin' work, my lil' brotha move it too

And I heard that you gon' talk, so I cannot fuck with you