BE QUICK DON'T SLIP Lyrics

Be quick

Don't slip

You drip

I trip

I think I'm sick

Summat like Rick

Don't mean slick

I mean like morty

Tried being normal

The Shit Ain't for me

Won't confer

I ain't conforming

I'm performing

Early morning

Finished yawning

Back out my pad

But I ain't drawing

Shorty

Crawling

Love

She's falling

Booty calling

I'm adoring

Going snorkelling

I'll be back in the morning

Might disappear

Without no warning

So No transforming

Mind how ya talking

Get white chalking

Start quick walking

See me floor it

I smoke mad amounts of weed

By the end of the song

That's a ounce of weed

Spent more on the sour

Then you do on ya deez

Spent more time

In the booth

Then your bird on her knees

Before you linked up

Pour ya drinks up

Oh ya drink what

Oh ya drink drugs

You say ya bang straps

Claim your a thug

Get dipped

Like the tea bag in my mug

Should say rich hood

But you got that backwards

Don't wanna comes after

I'm afraid

I'm have to

Smack ya

Big KOLADE

Turns layke to a natural disaster

That's tsunamis

Need pastrami

Don't need straps

Cos god's surrounds me

With these blessing

Disrespect me

Shit gets tecky

Be quick

Don't slip

You drip

I trip

I think I'm sick

Summat like Rick

Don't mean slick

I mean like morty

Tried being normal

The Shit Ain't for me

Won't confer

I ain't conforming

I'm performing

Early morning

Finished yawning

Back out my pad

But I ain't drawing

Shorty

Crawling

Love

She's falling

Booty calling

I'm adoring

Going snorkelling

I'll be back in the morning

Might disappear

Without no warning

So No transforming

Mind how ya talking

Get white chalking

Start quick walking

See me floor it

Sweeping

Shuffling

Creeping

She loved at first sight

Didn't even start speaking

The curls from my head top

Peaking

outta my hat

Now she peeping the sweats

She wanna bounce on my lap

Get jiggy with the pats

Get jiggy in the club

Get jiggy In the pad

Come to the back

To the gaff

I know she a munch

I'm feeling a snack

Put her in a take away bag

Ima Text her man

On her phone

She ain't

Finding her way back home

Then air plane mode

Roll me a cone

Gimme some dome

Get me deep in the zone

I'm the king of Rome

You look way to good

To be leaving alone

This Jawn right here

Got me buzzed

Light year

And she give me a woody

Ima it eat it real good

Then stick it in fully

Get the pussy

Very gushy

Like peas

All mushy

I'm good for a night

But I wouldn't really trust me

Let alone love me

Don't get comfy

Na you better not touch me

I ain't a killer

But don't push me

Back out the rusty

Humpty

Dumpty

Had a big fall

When he fucked with the king

Ya don't wanna hear the zing

Or the ting

Go ping

Then wudup

Be quick

Don't slip

You drip

I trip

I think I'm sick

Summat like Rick

Don't mean slick

I mean like morty

Tried being normal

The Shit Ain't for me

Won't confer

I ain't conforming

I'm performing

Early morning

Finished yawning

Back out my pad

But I ain't drawing

Shorty

Crawling

Love

She's falling

Booty calling

I'm adoring

Going snorkelling

I'll be back in the morning

Might disappear

Without no warning

So No transforming

Mind how ya talking

Get white chalking

Start quick walking

See me floor it