Slips Lyrics

Um, bitch, I'm feelin it, I'm feelin it, I'm feelin it

Yeah, uh, yeah, yeah, yeah, uh, how you say you trapped, you never seen a brick

Ain't got no nine to five, I got a six to six

I'm feelin like a dawg because I'm bustin licks

I'm ridin through the city sellin Michael's Vicks

Why you up at three, you know your food be grits

You know my pieces hittin I just cleared a brick

I got my head eatin, feelin like he M!TCH

Walk in BOA , dress up get my shit

Walk and be awake, dress up and get my shit

I got my head eatin, feelin like he M!TCH

Drop a slip for dub , give the head ten

Said he getting half, now the head win

You know the business good, they fina teller friend

My people's got the slips, we bout to get it in

You never cleared a 60, you can't call me twin

I busted down a 60 with my fuckin twin

You can't get my bitch, cause you don't never spend

Say you got a truist , meet me at the Glen

I just fucked a bad bitch and a friend

And they at the teller, got em walkin in

How you say you trap, you never seen a brick

I got no nine to five, I got a six to six

I'm feelin like a dog because I'm bustin licks

I'm runnin through the city sellin Michael's Vicks

Why you up at three, you know your food be grits

You know my pieces hittin I just cleared a brick

I got my head eatin, feelin like he M!TCH

Walk in BOA, dress up and get my shit

I'm feelin like a dog because I'm bustin licks

I'm runnin through the city sellin Michael's Vicks

Why you up at three, you know your food be grits

I'm runnin through the city sellin Michael's Vicks