[Intro]
1-31-20
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J-A-A-H-S-L-T

[Verse 1: Jaah SLT]
Bitches mad at me, cause I don't never give a damn
I done moved up bitch, I ain't comin' for a gram
N***a, put it on your life, you ain't scared to lose your life
Almost died a couple times, but I never think twice
Came straight from the south, so I don't never like ice
I don't fuck with no love, so I never want a wife
I don't got no hoes, trynna fuck on Ruby Rose
Should've cuffed and I ain't even trynna hoe me
Ooh, bitch we goin' crazy, I ain't trynna die, but I'm goin' kamikaze
Suicidal Thoughts, got me feelin' like I'm Biggie
I don't wanna go to hell, fuck the devil, he can see me
I'm excommunicated even though I pray to God
I don't got no religion, mama think it's kinda odd
I be laughin' at these n***as who be flexin' all these rods
Like HAHAHAHA bitch
Turned 18 had to get a couple sticks
Move too smart, so i'll never be a lick
Cut a n***a up SLT slit, whatchu know about that?
Huh, n***a? not shit
I need a bad bitch who ain't gonna stress shit, so when I'm on the game, don't blow my shit
I don't got a lot of time, trynna spend it with a dime
Even when I'm with an 8, I'm like, damn I'm fine
I be breakin' all the quotas and I'm cold like Minnesota
I ain't never been a bitch walkin' round in Carolina
N***as actin' real tough talkin' round, but they be lyin'
Hoes talkin' big shit, walls great like China
'97 on my feet, but I'm Y2k
Bitch I'm livin' real life, not fake, 2K
Shoot a n***a one time, goddamn, good day
Then, i'll pass it off to Eman, got hoes on the way, huh
[Verse 2: Eman SLT]
I'm hittin' bitches that you beatin' to
I'm gettin' bitches that won't peek at you
I just popped me a perc, I'm finna' put her ass to work
And I don't even gotta take her on an interview
Yeah girl, I'm kinda into you, you got a couple n***as missin' you
Them be the same n***as dissin' me
I'm flippin packs, makin' shit disappear like a mystery
Can't sleep, xans, put me out my misery
Couple fake n***as askin' bout' my history
Chains wet team, lookin' hella slippery
I don't move without my stick I'll be jittery
I flipped a pack, I'm finna spend it on bae
She said she want a ring, take your ass to Kay
I'm trynna holler at your friend, if I may
Now she finna' leave okay, okay, okay
I'm playin', choppa it be sprayin'
Know I gotta beat it up tonight, since you stayin'
I'm the real version, other n***as be portrayin'
Not one of my n***as betrayin'
Born in 2k, yeah, American Psycho
Diamonds they be dancin', they be dancin' like Michael
I'm a young n***a, but I don't got a idol
On my own shit so, I don't got a rival
Better watch the throne, boy I came for the title
Catch me in the crib with a Glock and a rifle
She said my dick a tower, yeah n***a, no Eiffel
I just ate some pussy and that shit was delightful
Not 2K, but I'm all on the sticks
All my dawgs fight, n***a Michael and Vicks
I just left my finals, n***a high as a bitch
My circle small and you square, you should play for the Knicks
Man, hoes is cappin', that's The Cat in the Hat
I just see a bitch and think, man I'm all up in that
I'm with Pat in the city and he move with a mac
Attack and don't get smacked, all my art is a fact
Kick it with your bitch and she throwin' it back
More sticks than the woods, I just rolled a wood
Birthday 2k and I wish a n***a would