Slap ft. Cub J Lyrics

Yeah already know, exactly

Look

Damn this shyt slap

Ay

Back up in the trap

Do this for the E you know how it go

Back up on the ends shout out to my Broz

Broski whats the bail?

150 K

I can't say no more I'm tryna beat a case

Devil wanna chase me I ain't tryna win a race

They be out of pocket I can't focus on the hate

When they say the hottest this a topic to debate

Print a million copies couple Grammys on the way

My girl she say she love me

Baby girl I love you too

Witcho fine ass you should be here in the Stu

Do this shyt for you

Do this for my son

Do this for the fam got it poppin just because

Just because they hating on me I could never fold or quit

Yeah it's lit

I would rather go and get than reminisce

Told cubby roll up a Spliff

Roll a Spliff

Okay

Damn this shyt slap

Ay

Back up in the trap

I might put tobacco in the pack yeah

Damn that girl a snack throw it back

Back to back

And that ass is fat

And she make it clap

Told me I should rap on this track cause it slap

Told her that's a fact yeah

That's just how it is

Yeah all these Bisxhes playing like some phoqing violins

Yeah and my eye lids probably need some visine

Yeah every rhyme scheme looking like a crime scene

Mama say sa mamasake that this shyt slap

I could phoq yo Bisxh and you still give me dap

Matter fact she sent the tittys on the Snapchat

We the ones who put the city on the map fact

God Damn this shyt slap

On God

And the Spliff is smacking Bro

I been up in my bag

Take a gander in my bag

I got exactly what you asking for

Damn this shyt slap