Tags Slump6s

[Verse 1]
God damn
Ain' talkin' 'bout money, shut the fuck up nigga, yeah, yeah
Ch-Chop bullets fuck his guts up, yeah, yeah
When I lost my twin, that shit fucked me up (Fucked me up)
Poppin' all these pills, fucked my stomach up
Watch your back, hoes tryna set you up

[Chorus]
Undercover tags, love my bitch, she so, so, bad
When they knock you down, who gon' pick you up?
I'm on molly, ecstasy, to keep me up (Yeah)
When I needed you the most, ain't give no fuck 'bout me
I been tryin' so hard, to keep my head up
I was on my last, girl, you almost saw me crash out
Oh, oh
(I was on my last, girl, you almost saw me crash out)
(Woo, woo, woo)

[Verse 2]
Ho said, "You get racks?", I do
What I say? I still got niggas on the avenue
Fiancée she want me cuff, that's some' I cannot do
Beyoncé, my bitch a dancer, and a singer too
It's some rap niggas I made, bitch, I can name a few (Ayy)
Bitch wan' geek up, yeah, all day, like she got none to do
Take a flight, go MIA, I'm livin' comfortable (Yeah)
Just tell me the place, where you wanna go? (Bitch)
I can make it happen for ya
I can swerve through for ya
I can get the backend for ya
She give the top in store, that's a brick and mortar
Givenchy head to toe, buy that bitch what I wanna
I'm eighteen years old, I feel like a hunnid
Bitch wan' take my soul, slop me 'til I nut
Gen5 on the road, knock you off for none
(Yeah, yeah)
(Woo, woo)