Temptations ft. SlumpDT Lyrics

Pull up on your block and you know what the fuck is up

Got my head spinnin' all this shit up in my double cup

Quit talkin' that shit, boy you know that you gon' get hit up

Got them feds on me, seventeen I never gave a fuck

I been movin' quiet, makin' plays I been pushin' packs, got them bitches plottin

So you know I'm ridin' with my strap I won't ever snitch, don't know the word

What the fuck is that

Like a mousetrap, I'm snappin' quick when I catch these rats

Got the game on lock, stayin' solid, ain't no time to slack

Always hustle hard, never panic, stay ahead of that

See it in my eyes, bitch you know that I'm built for that

I told him once, I told him twice, all my opps know where I'm at

B-town thuggin', all the real ones know whats up with that

He a fake killer, just wait, I'll catch him with that fuckin' strap

My boys pushin' p's, but that's the end, I cannot speak on that

I got them temptations, yeah you know I'm tryna hit a lick

Gonna get that money even if I gotta trap them bricks

This shit wasn't workin' so I had to go and flip the script

Blue on the beat, so you know this song gon' be a hit

Stay hella payed so you know them R's up on my whip

He wont send no threat, cause he know that that be dumb as shit

Dangerous as fuck, yeah I'm always ridin' with that blick

Now let me talk my shit

Tyler you a bitch, it's a givin', you don't want no smoke

Lucky I ain't seen you or I promise I'da up the pole

Pull up where you stay, call you up, then you start to choke

Passed the phone to momma and she cryin', please leave him alone

Told me ask about you and I did, you a known bitch

Then you called the cops, shoulda known you on that pussy shit

You want her a bitch, you can both suck on this fuckin' dick

Smokin' on your brother and you know I'm gettin' really lit

Gettin' lit, I'm the highest on the party list

Fuck ya bitch, she always stayin' on the tardy list

Gettin' rich, a diamond tester on my B D shit

Keep a switch, unless the thieves try to pocket pick

Fuck love, I think it's time for a do-over

I know it's a party, but who the fuck invited you over

Keep it tuck, you know the Glock with two others

Bleedin' on the ground with no true brothers

And I don't understand all the shit they be sayin

They say they take a bullet for your life, but I would stay prayin

Can't trust a brother with your life if you ain't been hangin

Don't shoot, bring a knife just in case if they sprayin

I'm smokin' gelato and I feel real good

I'm swervin' them potholes when I pack my wood

And my bitch is a model and that pussy good

So I send her home happy just as I should

Damn, this shit got my shit bumpin

Shake your ass while you see my subs thumpin

Fuck a perc, I'm a double cup of lean

I'm a drunk bastard with no assumption

Can't take my shit nowhere, they fiend

Fill they cup up with chlorine

Hopin' they catch a disease

Get these flags away from me and that my breakin' hoes

Can't ask for too much

Now they shakin' bust in a room filled with lust

Ayy, they said I don't talk too much

But if I talk to you, yeah, you know you got my trust, bitch

Took it out of space, called the double R

Fuckin' on her face, let her take my car

I'm leavin' this place, goin' really far

Fuck the haters say I don't care at all

Uh, uh, uh

Yeah

Temptations get the best of me, you don't understand

Troubled mind I'm a worried man

Fuckin' on the teacher and she from Japan

Fuck a hater all these temptations