[Intro]
Fukk 12
Skrrt, skrrt
Skrrt, skrrt
[Chorus]
Skrrt, skrrt (Close that motherfuckin’ door, nigga), skrrt, skrrt
Skrrt, skrrt (Fuck wrong with you? You trippin’, nigga), skrrt, skrrt
Skrrt, skrrt (Hell, hand me that baking soda, nigga), skrrt, skrrt
Skrrt, skrrt (God damn, nigga, I only count on it), skrrt, skrrt
Skrrt, skrrt (Cut the stove up, cut the stove up, cut the—), skrrt, skrrt
Skrrt, skrrt, skrrt, skrrt (No, ’cause you don’t need that, man, you trippin’), skrrt, skrrt
Skrrt (Hell, you gon’ burn the dope up, but still), skrrt
Skrrt, skrrt (Hell, keep that motherfucker on me), skrrt, skrrt
[Verse 1]
Cooking up dope in Givenchys, all my niggas counting benjis
Pull up on you with the sticks, nigga, we gon’ handle business
I know a lot of niggas out here say they worth a mill’ ticket
I guess everybody rich, you a goddamn liar
Took the stand on your right hand, man, so you had to die
Lost a lot of my real niggas, so I had to cry
21 and that Sex Money what I live by
Glock .40 with the 30 round and a red dot
Young nigga went from hot boxing to a trap spot
Niggas clutching on the choppers every time the fuckin’ door knock
Santan’ molly that’ll make your fucking heart stop
Feds taking pictures every time the fucking car stop
Auntie hit the dope, said it make her fucking jaw lock
Stray bullets hitting kids while they playing hop scotch
Fifteen and pregnant, told her momma and a fucking tear drop
And that’s my soda, that’s my stove and that’s my pot, 21
[Chorus]
Skrrt, skrrt, skrrt, skrrt
Skrrt, skrrt, skrrt, skrrt
Skrrt, skrrt, skrrt, skrrt
Skrrt, skrrt, skrrt, skrrt
Skrrt, skrrt, skrrt, skrrt
Skrrt, skrrt, skrrt, skrrt
Skrrt, skrrt
Skrrt, skrrt
Skrrt, skrrt, skrrt, skrrt
[Verse 2]
My wrist in the bowl and I skrrt, I bought a new ‘Rari, I skrrt
I fuck on your bitch then I skrrt, we pull up and murder and skrrt
These niggas, they know I’m berserk, I keep it up under my shirt
My nigga, we flipping that work, we juug and remixing that work
Lil’ bitty bitch wanna flirt, this lil’ bitty bitch wanna flirt
I’m fucking this bitch for a perc’, I’m fucking this bitch for a perc’
I’m smoking the OG from Cali’, you lil’ niggas still smokin’ purp’
Niggas be talking that gangster shit ’til these lil’ niggas get hurt
Slaughter Gang, nigga, they with me and they will put you on a shirt
I Slaughter Gang, nigga, I’ll slaughter your daughter then send her to church
Can’t lose no more niggas, I lost some real niggas and, nigga, it hurts
So I bought a new chopper, it’s fully and semi and three round burst
[Outro]
Motherfucking Slaughter Tape, nigga
Yeah, nigga, y’all know what the fuck going on, nigga
Huh?
Slaughter your daughter
Slaughter your daughter
21, 21, 21
Skrrt, skrrt, skrrt, skrrt
Skrrt, skrrt, skrrt, skrrt
Skrrt, skrrt, skrrt, skrrt
Skrrt, skrrt, skrrt, skrrt
Skrrt, skrrt, skrrt, skrrt
Skrrt, skrrt, skrrt, skrrt
Skrrt, skrrt
Skrrt, skrrt, skrrt, skrrt
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