Kid Woah - Slavin
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{intro}
Bih i can’t luv on no thot
Bih i can’t luv on no thot
Bih i can’t luv on no thot
Bih i can’t luv on no thot
Bih i can’t luv on no thot
Bih i can’t luv on no thot
Bih i can’t luv on no thot
Bih i can’t luv on no thot
{verse 1}
We put dat boy on a mother fuckin tee
Shoot him in head bleeding on the concrete
Keep blade on me yea jus like assassin creed
Yea my bitch boujee n she real mean
Sip on sumn syrup n sumn fuckin codiene
Twin glocks on me jus like zack n cody
Gun finna blast nigga jus like tony
Nigga kno i’m laughin to the fuckin bank
Nigga talk down he gon see this fuckin shank
Blade on me jus like i’m mother fuckin shanks
I can’t fuck dat hoe cause she a fuckin skank
Yea fuck all them niggas dat stay fuckin hatin
Bad bitch arch her back i’m penetrating
When i’m up put my dawgs in chains yea they slavin
You a bitch give a fuck whatchu claimin
I chill wit my homie my dawg my brother my twin
Yea i chill wit my dawg lil nigga jus kno nigga dat we like jake n finn
Shawty feelin on me tryna touch on dat glock but she touchin jus on my print
If dat bih boy jus stay talkin crazy yea nigga yea we finna spin
{bridge}
Hol on spin, hol on bitch spin
Ain’t tryna fuck on you
I’m tryna fuck on yo friend
Bad ass bih wanna slide on the weekday also jus slide on weekends
Jus kno i got a white shooter n his ass jus look like muh fuckin nettspend
{verse 2}
Drive by jus in a range rover
Jus kno got green on my head like i’m muh fuckin joker
We put dat boy on a poster, i got a fuckin white plug look like blp kosher
Gon send him high like a floater, i’m finna shoot this bih up jus like i’m dennis schroder
She give more neck than a choker, she get hit wit bungee gum nigga jus like hisoka
Spark dat boy up like a blunt, i fuck dat bih kick her out nigga jus like a punt
Za smelly jus like a skunk, chill wit my guys lil nigga we smoking on runtz
Jus kno dat bih my lil slut, i fuck from the back n then i jus fuck from the front
I told dat bih to jus come give me head instead jus cause it’s her time of the month
{intro}
Bih i can’t luv on no thot
Bih i can’t luv on no thot
Bih i can’t luv on no thot
Bih i can’t luv on no thot
Bih i can’t luv on no thot
Bih i can’t luv on no thot
Bih i can’t luv on no thot
Bih i can’t luv on no thot
{verse 1}
We put dat boy on a mother fuckin tee
Shoot him in head bleeding on the concrete
Keep blade on me yea jus like assassin creed
Yea my bitch boujee n she real mean
Sip on sumn syrup n sumn fuckin codiene
Twin glocks on me jus like zack n cody
Gun finna blast nigga jus like tony
Nigga kno i’m laughin to the fuckin bank
Nigga talk down he gon see this fuckin shank
Blade on me jus like i’m mother fuckin shanks
I can’t fuck dat hoe cause she a fuckin skank
Yea fuck all them niggas dat stay fuckin hatin
Bad bitch arch her back i’m penetrating
When i’m up put my dawgs in chains yea they slavin
You a bitch give a fuck whatchu claimin
I chill wit my homie my dawg my brother my twin
Yea i chill wit my dawg lil nigga jus kno nigga dat we like jake n finn
Shawty feelin on me tryna touch on dat glock but she touchin jus on my print
If dat bih boy jus stay talkin crazy yea nigga yea we finna spin
{bridge}
Hol on spin, hol on bitch spin
Ain’t tryna fuck on you
I’m tryna fuck on yo friend
Bad ass bih wanna slide on the weekday also jus slide on weekends
Jus kno i got a white shooter n his ass jus look like muh fuckin nettspend
{verse 2}
Drive by jus in a range rover
Jus kno got green on my head like i’m muh fuckin joker
We put dat boy on a poster, i got a fuckin white plug look like blp kosher
Gon send him high like a floater, i’m finna shoot this bih up jus like i’m dennis schroder
She give more neck than a choker, she get hit wit bungee gum nigga jus like hisoka
Spark dat boy up like a blunt, i fuck dat bih kick her out nigga jus like a punt
Za smelly jus like a skunk, chill wit my guys lil nigga we smoking on runtz
Jus kno dat bih my lil slut, i fuck from the back n then i jus fuck from the front
I told dat bih to jus come give me head instead jus cause it’s her time of the month