Slums Lyrics

Glock gone poof like wands oowoo

(Yeah)

Went broke came back hard oowoo

Leave that boy bloody as fuck like a heart suu whoop

Lil bitch im on fire like ring the alarm

I get to it bitch im not a bum

Choppa sick fuck around and succumb

Take a model bitch back to the slums

She gone suck on this dick like a thumb

Mask down got no face no case

I'm innocent

Riding round jugging on percs

And they got me itchy as shit

Come through show you what my gun do

I'm so comfortable bitch count up like 1, 2

I got a stick in the trunk

Rolling round I got two Glocks in the front too

Tell my bitch get what you want

My bitch fine as fuck look like Dennise Huxtable

(Aye)

Im jugging and stacking that feta cheese

Codeine in my system like solar

My lil bitch rock fenty

Im coughing I'm smoking corona

I know you can smell the aroma

Said I'm in a track hawk doing donuts

Still the same nigga I just got older

Went and married that green like fiona

Glock gone poof like wand

I went broke came back hard

We gone she'd like a scar

Suu whoop

I get high cause im a star

oowoo

I get to it bitch im not a bum

Choppa sick fuck a round and succumb

I be cooling but I ain't the one

Dont forget bitch I come from the slums

Grab a tool and bitch I get it done

If they ever find out ima run

Im so paranoid this shit ain't fun

Told my bitch ima give her a son

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