F**K SLAE

(Dude Clayy, boy, you wildin', ****)

Yeah, yeah

(Get off, June)

By myself like Tom Hanks, but it's syrup off the coconut

Fucked the bitch she hate the most, now a **** over her

Always win like I'm Tom Brady, critics overshook

Top of the city, in every city, they can't overlook me

Yeah, that's that new bag

That Godson shit, you feel me?

Hm, ayy, ayy

You ain't tryna get rich, then you gotta move around

Millionaires, real ****, yeah, that's who I grew around

Never had to prove a thing, was raised on them proven grounds

I still cry for Tee, I need you, these flukey **** clowns

Denim Tears the sweats on me, got 'em just to stuff the check

Countin' all this money up, tryna figure out what's next

Fuck love, I can't lie, man, I need the Percocet

First class'll get the bag, but I'm thinkin' 'bout a jet

Quick to take a chance like Jeff Hardy

Slam a slut, my house quickly turned into a party

My thoughts get dark, so I end up pourin' dark

**** stupid, shit, I'm high as the moon, still the smart one

Make a fuck **** jump over the bridge, this ain't parkour

I had to ask myself one day, "What you got a heart for?"

Nah, for real, though

I had to ask myself one day, "What the fuck you got a heart for?"

Let it ride a lil' bit

Yeah

It's a mob meeting goin' on right now

Runnin' up that check, ****, that's what fill me up

Broke a half, then broke her hustle, say she feel it in her guts

I only fell in love once, that's how I know these bitches sluts

**** wanna play slime, ****, I'm the biggest one

My **** keep sayin' that he been itchin' for one

I learned to say no, man, that shit slippin' me up

I cut out all the cap, man, that shit trippin' me up

I'm gettin' older, gettin' smarter, but I still don't give a fuck

Yeah, the cup's still dirty, the cargos hold thirty

I'm sleepin' in late 'cause I be gettin' wires early

Takin' shots from deuce since eighth grade, bitch, I'm Curry

Been in that lab, ain't seen the fam', they damn near gettin' worried

Yeah, they still screamin', "Fuck Slae," you still finished, fuckface

Fuck with me on what day?

Huh

Yeah

I'm in Boobie Trap off a whole four, ****, fuck Act'

They still screamin', "Fuck Slae," you still finished, fuckface

Yeah

You could fuck with me on what day?

Hmm

And they still screamin', "Fuck Slae"