Zay Slatty - BANKHEAD

(Brutto)
(Aye Zay das my slimeball das my slatty)
I'm on Bankhead with exotic bags in the coupe (yeah, yeah)
My lil' shooter gon' take heads if I tell him aim the stick at you (rob him)
Pop your boy like a pill, make him take meds
This waxed denim on me look like latex
Told her if she want the sh-, then say that
I'm off the super tab, it left me br-
Shawty 'bout the green, call that bih 'Shego'
Chop with the beam, turn that boy see through
Five k today in these Evisu jeans
Nigga all 'bout the money like Crabs, Eugene
Nigga role model 'V', I'm who they trying to be
Bitch a gun on waist shit caught up on my jeans
Really shiesty bih trying to slime me for my se-
(Man fuck all that)
In the end it's gon' fall on me (fall on me)
Bag still strong, I been balling all week
Gas pack strong, shit they smoking is weak
Nigga count up the bag in this bih
(Yeah), with my slatt we gon' count up the bread
Bih pop out of nowhere with the gat, cheat code shit
Zay das my slime, that's my dawg cheat code shit
(Yeah, yeah)
I'm on Bankhead with exotic bags in the coupe (yeah, yeah)
My lil' shooter gon' take heads if I tell him aim the stick at you
I stepped out in Rick Owens and Alyx
She a ten but treat me like I'm A-list
Brought her to the pent that shit got painted (oh, yeah)
She constantly step out in all kinds of fashion and shit
This extravagant drip (oh my god) and these niggas ain't on what I'm on (what the fuck)
Haitian lady with me, shawty a bad to the bone
Finger underneath the stick, a thirty-round drum
Dirtied up my beverage, put some mud in my cup
Could put money on it, that this shit going up to the ceiling
Shawty say she love me, but I can't show no love
Hardest out my comp, I'm finna go load up this Mac-eleven (slatt)
And this bad vamp bitch give me real good brain
Shawty a real deep thinker (uh, huh)
Get Sunday fresh, in Off-White shades
Nigga can't see no evil (yeah)
I got in touch with the other side (yeah, yeah)
I been seeing dead people (yeah)
And my only advice not to play with my guy, I know my nigga get lethal (yeah, yeah)
I'm on Bankhead with exotic bags in the coupe
My lil' shooter gon' take heads if I tell him aim the stick at you
And just like a possum, they gon' play dead
Freaky hoe at the spot, giving great head
Bro know not to try me, I don't play that
I'm off the super tab, it left me brain dead

Written by:
Christian Mason

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