Slumlord Trill - On Go (feat. Nfant)

Fuck these niggas I ain't worried I'm too busy getting rich
I just called my nigga Diddy from the Bitty he don't miss
I got shooters on go better tell theses niggas sis
She won't fuck me cause I'm thuggin' got my burner in this bitch
Fuck these niggas I ain't worried I'm too busy getting rich
I just called my nigga Diddy from the Bitty he don't miss
I got shooters on go better tell theses niggas sis
She won't fuck me cause I'm thuggin' got my burner in this bitch

He a pussy he won't say it to my face
All them subs like he in and out the game
All that chatting betta check my resume
Fuck that dissin' let that choppa eat his face (Ahhahh)
Ain't no gang member ima Grave Digger
Got no brain in and out the cage tryna blaze Niggas
Fuck this rap I don't gotta rap ima made nigga
Fuck this fame jumpin' off the stage tryna fade niggas
Fuck yo chain and yo dead homies don't be next
Put you on a shirt breathing that's that no respect
Lil bae how she be trippin' that's my junglette
Yo shit ticking how the fuck it's a Rolex

Fuck these niggas I ain't worried I'm too busy getting rich
I just called my nigga Diddy from the Bitty he don't miss
I got shooters on go better tell theses niggas sis
She won't fuck me cause I'm thuggin' got my burner in this bitch
Fuck these niggas I ain't worried I'm too busy getting rich
I just called my nigga Diddy from the Bitty he don't miss
I got shooters on go better tell theses niggas sis
She won't fuck me cause I'm thuggin' got my burner in this bitch

Getting greasy bout that guapo
Stomp got 50 in his stick
Tell them lace up
We like potholes
Yea we came from in the ditch
Spend a block tho
I'm like Chapo
Tryna climb up out this shit
We don't box bro
We let Glocks go
Pop him all up in his shit
Text her phone
Say she at Roscoes
Aye but really suckin' dick
Aye i'm with Slumlord
Keep his gun boy
And that's as trill as it gon get
We kill fo opps
And the po fo up
Just to drool up on my fit
But we throw 5 up
Getting lined up
Gotta ruler on this stick
We give fades
And we give line ups
Got some clippers in my kit
For the shit bitch
Why you sign up
Yo you ain't really with this shit
My momma said i'm like a Drako
"A baby nigga with a stick"
Po a fo inside my Faygo
We gon drink 'til we get lit

Fuck these niggas I ain't worried I'm too busy getting rich
I just called my nigga Diddy from the Bitty he don't miss
I got shooters on go better tell theses niggas sis
She won't fuck me cause I'm thuggin' got my burner in this bitch
Fuck these niggas I ain't worried I'm too busy getting rich
I just called my nigga Diddy from the Bitty he don't miss
I got shooters on go better tell theses niggas sis
She won't fuck me cause I'm thuggin' got my burner in this bitch

Written by:
A.D. Welch, Jonathan Stafford

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