Too Trill HSG - Slam & Blam!

My youngin ah slam some shit
I ain't talking bout WWE
Them boys ah blam sumn down
If they get the feeling you fucking with me
I send em a lo and they getting it done job complete
I ain't even got to do it I'll send them niggas on a mission they do it for free
America's Hotboy
She know I like when she on top boy
Big face dead presidents stuffed inside these knots boy
These niggas pushin P yeah pussy yall betta stop boy
And we still ain't got back for that one thang yet nah we ain't forgot boy
Nah we ain't forget
Nigga that get back still on top of the list
America's hottest youngin most turnt nigga inside this shit
That boy betta duck and bob and weave the way we slidin in this bitch
This hoe wanna fuck whoever in charge the one wit the rank and shit
Five star general we not a gang nigga this shit a battalion
I be outside white tee thuggin hard I ain't into fashion
Ion even move around too much but nigga these diamonds dancing
Shawty came through and I'm knowin her vibe she came in bras and panties
This shit getting wicked nigga
I done hit the baddest and bougiest hoes inside my city nigga
Ion go nowhere without my strap
I stand on big business so you know a nigga can't go like that
My youngin ah slam some shit
I ain't talking bout WWE
Them boys ah blam sumn down
If they get the feeling you fucking wit me
I send em a lo and they getting it done job complete
I ain't even got to do it I'll send them niggas on a mission to do it for free
America's Hotboy
She know I like when she on top boy
Big face dead presidents stuffed inside these knots boy
These niggas pushin P yeah pussy yall betta stop boy
And we still ain't got back for that one thang yet nah we ain't forgot boy
Them niggas on demon time
My youngins outside they wildin
They out they mind they noggin
Don't try to stop shit
They go to pop shit
Betta get back for them boys up big shit
My lil nigga he turnt he sayin he upped the scoe
He told me he ready to catch him another he sayin its on the flo
A hunni sumn in a striker
Hunnit sumn out the striker nigga
We ain't leavin til its over
Gang done pulled a all nighter nigga
Bitch I got the wood
My bro got the opp
So who got the lighter nigga
We tryna go 2 up tonight shhhh
Behind my brother nigga
My youngin ah slam some shit
I ain't talking bout WWE
Them boys ah blam sumn down
If they get the feeling you fucking wit me
I send em a lo and they getting it done job complete
I ain't even got to do it I'll send them niggas on a mission to do it for free
America's Hotboy
She know I like when she on top boy
Big face dead presidents stuffed inside these knots boy
These niggas pushin P yeah pussy yall betta stop boy
And we still ain't got back for that one thang yet nah we ain't forgot boy

Written by:
Rian Thomas

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