Slump6s
No Relations
-[Intro]
Aye, I’m in the spot with Zaytoven, y’all already know what the fuck going on

[Part I]
(Aye) Heard n***as say they was fucking with me, n***as capped out they mind, what the fuck was they thinking
Got n***as mad ‘cause I’m counting up bread everyday, every week, yeah thats my motivation
6 in LA smoking exotic gas, hit it straight to the face, eyes low like an asian
Cut that bitch off we don’t have no relation, y’all n***as dick ride thats the new occupation
Might fuck up the nation
Our trip be y’all n***as vacation
N***as half of my size if he tryna run up, I’ma beat that boy ass ain't no placement
Link up, Max the twin threw me the lob, that bitch top me so good give her 5 star rating
Brand new crib the community gated
I fuck bitches of all kind of races
Shit I’m talking gon feed generations, I been had 6 figures y’all not tryna go there
Bitch all I rock is designer I’m stepping in Marni, I told the lil bitch these is Mohairs
I’m sipping purple, no bonnie, I feel like Muhammad Ali knocking shit out the program
Beam on the Glock [?] ,your bitch sucking dick just like soccer she ain’t using no hands (gang)

[Switch]
Evil Empire
You already know what it is, pussy
Pardon the interruption, for this little smoke break

[Part II]
(A-A-Aye)
This a mini drac not for accessory
I fuck model hoes why is you testing me
I get geeked out my body excessively
44 bulldog gon’ shoot I ain’t wrestling
Needa pay me a bag to get next to me
Block that hoe once a day she be stressing me
I just fucked on your hoe accidentally
30 rounds in this chop, you get 10 a piece
We got rackies too, what y’all boys wanna do
I got more fucking wheels than a carnival
Lil twin ready to spill like some fucking juice
Had to get off the pills cause I fuck with juice
Richer than all my idols can't fucking lose
N***as can't run a mile up in these shoes
N***as love acting wild, they never do shit
I got n***as that dying to run into you
Have my twin throw a bomb like cam newton
You ain’t talking no bag then I can’t do it
I don’t gotta talk shit let the fans do it
I can't peep that boy shit had to glance through it
Thats a lil bitty bitch n***as ran through it
He had money before he advanced
VS1 diamonds sitting on my wrist, I been shitting on n***as they ain’t have a chance
(Gang)
All of my bitches be grown
Don’t know what these n***as on
I’ve been the one since I came out I’m back in my zone
Time to put these n***as on
44 bulldog keep barking tryna find a bone
Bitch I got it on my own
I’m rocking Issey Miyake mixing shit with chrome
Im Mr. put that shit on
Fuck from the back got that bitch reciting all my songs
N***a with me watch your tone
Most of these n***as that you would think are really real
Really is sweet all along
I walk outside with that stick up on me this for real
N***a I be all alone
Most of the n***as I’m riding with be in the field
N***a you be on the phone
(Pussy)