Felt Tips - SL Feat. Chip

Yeah, push it with the chest like this, ayy (808 Mafia!) Probably pay my therapist $100K All because of getting sexy with my uncle Ray Your daddy ate my ass, and told your mom he wasn't gay My friend's cousin sold some Adderall to Sean McVay I get mine from Dr. Philip Off this medicine I don't think I can feel it She shave her pussy on the sides That bitch got the Skrillex Don't put your fingers in my ass Bitch you got acrylics French tips That's a classy bitch Told me, "Send pics" That's a nasty bitch (That's a nasty bitch) (That's a nasty bitch) (That's a nasty bitch) I like that Red lips That's a classy bitch Suck on ten dicks That's a nasty bitch (That's a nasty bitch) (That's a nasty bitch) (That's a nasty bitch) I like that I fuck her then I dip That's Houdini She got that peach, I let my brother hit That's Luigi If she bring a friend Ooh, that's a freebie If she got a smelly cat Ooh, that's a Phoebe Top-heavy tiggle bitty Like she Dolly Parton Thought they're natural But, let's be rational, she probably bought them Oh-my-God, I'm starvin' Take it down to Olive Garden Eat around Alacarte I call that, "A solid bargain" Ass naked in Jamaica trying to get my dick tan on Liquor got me leanin' think, I need a kickstand on 50 minute's in, and she don't need to switch hands Now, I know how she got free Coachella wristbands here French tips That's a classy bitch Told me, "Send pics" That's a nasty bitch (That's a nasty bitch) (That's a nasty bitch) (That's a nasty bitch) I like that Red lips That's a classy bitch Suck on ten dicks That's a nasty bitch (That's a nasty bitch) (That's a nasty bitch) (That's a nasty bitch) I like that Push it with the chest like this, ayy Push it with the chest like this Yeah, push it with the chest like this, ayy Push it with the chest like this

Burning (is this a Swiftabeat?) Burning Sweet one, she know she mine though But it's kind of sticky 'cause we up in different time zones Look, sticky-icky made my mind blow Bro been sick, and so I tell him, go and drive slow Baby, we can cool off for a little bit Nine out of ten, we'll do our minds off for the thrill of it Gang in the back just kickin' it Anybody act soft, put a ching in it Every time she call, I be on the bloody phone I ain't got time for talk, but she blow the dog and bone She don't give me a minute, yeah, I wanna get up in it But she gotta understand that I'm tryna make that dough Long distance, we bе fuckin' overseas Busting out the FacеTime, got her flickin' on the bean Meanwhile, gang got me croppin' up the cream Choppin' up the buds, the biggest I've ever seen It's different when the love is distant So many gal, I gotta be resistant How I'm gonna cope? I cannot even kiss them Showing up, I wanna ice wrist them I step up on the floor and everybody wanna know Yeah, I run the dough, I got the plug, I got the blow You looking for a sword, then you know I run the show Anything you want if you got the proper dough Sweet one, she know she mine though But it's kind of sticky 'cause we up in different time zones Look, sticky-icky made my mind blow Bro been sick, and so I tell him, go and drive slow Baby, we can cool off for a little bit Nine out of ten, we'll do our minds off for the thrill of it Gang in the back just kickin' it Anybody act soft, put a ching in it Look, who she think she is? Silly little girl, go and take your vitamins Get a jimmy cook, slap it for a little bit Sweet like candy, bitter like liquorice And he finna do my liver in Bro, don't finish him Don't blame us, it's just the world we're livin' in Young and dumb, but have me put the rich in it Look, let's go, let's go How many times have I changed up the flow? How many times have I changed up my ho? If she can't do her job, then she defo gotta go Oh gosh, bitches hear my voice, I think I'm posh I ain't got no time, I'm busy running to the dosh That's the paper, hating not a thing, see you later How she end up on my radar? Sweet one, she know she mine though But it's kind of sticky 'cause we up in different time zones Look, sticky-icky made my mind blow Bro been sick, and so I tell him, go and drive slow Baby, we can cool off for a little bit Nine out of ten, we'll do our minds off for the thrill of it Gang in the back just kickin' it Anybody act soft, put a ching in it Burning Burning Burning Burning

Let me talk real quick But the price gotta give Ayy, let's go Why you talking loads? Like, ease off bro, let me talk real quick Man I smoke that crow It's good to the nose, why the price gotta give? I wanna fly to another dimension Me and Brody we're two naughty twins (Naughty) And she can tell I weren't paying attention It still ended with a naughty fling (Bad one) Just landin' on the strip See couple goonies and I start spud fists (Spud fists) Then I walk past nick-nack Rosie Said she cut down but I know she ain't quit (Kit-kat) Then I go see the same old rasta That's always chilling by the football pitch (Pitch) Then I walk past the same old splash-splash Still active with the same old twitch (Same old twitch) He was chatty 'til the script got flipped (Got flipped) Is she back? 'Cause she give no hints (No hints) He said in his song "When you see him it's on" He saw him and he done sprint Yeah he said in his song "The talking's long" But he never done shit Bro said he wants food say nuttin' my dude Amnes' with the stardog dip? If the feds ask me I say "Fuck knows" (Fuck knows) Take a trip and I fly out the cosmos (Gone) If the pack comes in I say bingo (Yeah) And I break this down to the upmost I ain't really got time for a bimbo (Nah) Flip shank got to get a boy up close I got cuties loving the lingo But she be tryna cuff a boy like Columbo Tell her "Eat up" no gumbo (Gumbo) Dead face but the booty's jumbo Phone for a pack and it came Was a quick exchange And we left with the dun know (Dun know) Won't go away tryna creep in my brain So I had to make sure it was shut closed Try step in my shoes can't come close Have you walking home with a bruk toe Like hey bro I'm that nigga that done him on the main road (Main road) Why every time I order a burger boss man can't take off the mayo? He want smoke so I gave him the okay But he took two pull and got KO'd Brody been trapping for the whole day Now I get why the nigga don't stay home Bro will do it bait then pose for the cameras Move that shit away I only smoke that asparagus Bro if life's a game let me choose all my characters Free Bro the jury's verdict was unanimous (Free him) Bro if you ever saw the back it was scandalous (Scandalous) Got me making up new words Gigantalous Gigantalous Yeah Ay SL niggas know me with a stogie inhale and exhale (Exhale) And if their girl cut true then we scream "Bogey!" And all the niggas-dem yell He shoulda poked me but he turned McFoley now it won't end well Yeah it coulda been that but he's just a bit moany (Moany) And we just don't gel (Just don't gel) I be in the back just kicking (Kicking) White girl and she telling me she love me (She love me) She love me like a nigga love chicken (Yeah) And I wish I could say I was kidding Feds done man hard yeah I still got charged Cah my story weren't too convincing (Pissed) All he does is bark all I do is laugh He's just a stupid dimwit (Stupid) Big back with a booty I wanted me a movie and all I got was a trailer If her friend looks good then we're doing switcheroonies And tell your friend "See ya later" Like act cool off I'm tryna stack my spondoolies Why you wanna hate on my paper? And your dookie's way too fruity This is SL my flow see ya later

I'm sure When she tells me, she loves me I know that she love m We go from the bed to the floor But I'm acting all funny and stuff, and she knows it is like say we Yeah, look, yeah, look listen I gat bitch, she's the best A hundred or more on the meter I'm sure When she tells me she loves me I know that she love me We go from the bed to the floor But I'm acting all funny and stuff And she knows it, like say we ain't been here before Certain times it be driving me mad Think I'm better at being a whore If it's on, then I'm swinging my ching Couldn't tell you a time I relied on the law Fuck the truth, only lies that I saw No legit strictly crime I was in More I make I'll give back to the kids If you're real from the start then we're sharing the win Never lower your head from a miss If you ain't get it right then you double your shift Time, it come and it goes We were the closest of kids- Way before all the fuckery showed But maybe that's it You're born, and you live then you die when you're old With nuttin' to give I promise I'm leavin' with somethin' to show Look, yeah If I'm blowin' on smelly I'm blowin' it strong True that plug was a bitch but he gone Why this cat movin' edgy I know what he's on Double back and send mayhem and probz Said I'm there in a minute, I'm sorry I'm long Been a while since I've been on my job If she tells me she want it, I'll give her the lot Love the way how she angle the gob If I'm back to the block then I'm back to the block Fuck it nigga, I'm back to the block If it's heavy on one then I'm picking up two If it lowers the price it's all prof Where's the honey? I come for the lot Just gave 7 to SIM, told him play wider stocks And I still got some left for the squad Gave a rack to the Killys to play wider ops! What you're doing? I'm doing my job Get her off I dunno what she on I tell yucky to blow it He's leaving a hole in a fob Thinking back I was gradually lost Money boy, where your salary gone? Need them never gon' see me against I'm tired of all of these marry me thoughts Look at the mess stuck on the fence Girl, you're the one, ain't no need to pretend If you're there from the start, then you're there till the end Let's make it work, give a fuck 'bout your friends The way that you freak stuck on repeat Still got my tool when I step on the street If they playin' it funny then funny it be Come, see what I make in a week Come from a city with hunger and greed And needs like please, just leave me be Packing my back while I head for the sea Over and out when I finish my siege Stress on a pile, gimme my weed Mad how they talk on this wonderful tree I got into this music cah music is me Follow my script and you'll see what I mean

Fumes on the beat Yeah Gas on the mic (woo, woo) About you keep it a hundred? You ain't had a hundred racks in your life (no) If I don't say what it ain't (yeah) Bet you I'll say what it is (brrr) Being broke ain't a problem Nah, but stayin' it is (woo) I got the fire, stop, drop, and roll (let's go) Bad bitch get copped and go (move) If you wanna fuck me, fuck bro And don't ask for the WiFi code (bitch) Mood every day, leave me alone (ah) Just wanna be in my zone Any gyal come 'round mine when they see my pad, they don't wanna go home (yeah) Hardest out there (yeah), no discussin' (yeah) Flow disgustin' (Yеah), rest up, muffin (ah) See me and Stack just ballin' (uh) Gotta pour drinks for the fallеn (uh) Spin a MC, kill a MC, who could it be if it was not me or? (Me) Come crisp in brands they ain't heard of (ah) All they know is LV and Dior (woo) Dior, Dior, I still do the dance to Dior (yeah) Check the wardrobe, man, I got loads (facts) Man know Chippy, I pop smoke (yeah) Lyrically them man bore me, probably why they wanna bore me Real Haringey story, I got too much love for Hornsey (baow) They don't really want war with us (they don't want it) Ayy, please don't start with us (don't start) They say they got calm for us But it's peak 'cause you really got clownin' us (bring it on) Have you seen my yard, you know? (Nice) Closet look like Narnia (hmm) Party at mine, let's turn it up (mm-hmm) Ayy, don't get a stain on my furniture (woo) Hopped out the car with a ten-ten (ten) You know that gyal get real teng (tengy) Ten man ran from one skeng There was eleven, but man left one dead (bap) Please don't start this smoke You won't cope, have no hope Are they—? (Nope) Do they—? (Nope) What are they, bro? They're just broke (haha) You know that man don't play fair Ayy, you don't want war, just stay there Ayy, gyal put down that Mayfair (cigarette) I just linked bro in Mayfair (ayy, wagwan?) Just linked Chip at Nobu's She wanna come (mm-mm), no, boo (sorry) I'm with the lads, I told you When I'm done, I'll phone you I was out ganking Now why they wanna test my gangster? I'm a mad man Man will turn into a squeezer See that gyal's knockers Cor blimey mate, I really need ya (come on, son) I stick with a geezer (geezer) We ball like FIFA (come on) Had to wake up an' smell the coffee (woo) They try assassinate like my name Gaddafi No love for the hierarchy They know I'm old school like Tamagotchi (old school) A rasta, eatin' salt and ackee Why's my man talking? Sew him, ahki (quick) J teng's sad, but he's trigger happy D teng mad and he's kinda aggy Tengy, tengy