Slaya Like Buffy

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Uh, said I'm a slayer like Buffy, yeah
Taking my time, you can't rush me, yeah
If I call you my gang, you lucky, yeah (You lucky)
I'm out of state, go to Kentucky, yeah
Stick on me, no I can't tuck it (Bah!)
She sipping it up, Nantucket (Woah)
I ain't liking that girl, can't cuff it (Nah)
But I hit from the back, Imma stuff it, yeah (Yeah)
I got a bad bitch (Ha-ha!) young nigga flexing his wrist, yeah
And girl I ain't average (Nah) I know she couldn't resist, yeah
Helping my mans out, that's an assist
He want a handout, doesn't exist (What?)
I been just drifting, I been in the midst (Yeah, yeah)
I done got mad now, I done got pissed (Urgh)
I'm running 'round with the blicks (Bah!)
Why she been all in my mix? (Mix)
Gave her the cease and desist (Buh-bye)
Cause girl we cannot coexist (No)
I pulled up and I told her this (What?)
I was thinking bout days in the past
The times that we had, back when we was this (Oh yeah-aye)
But now I can't stand that lil bitch (Why?)
Man now I just gotta get rich (Get rich yaa)
But now I just put down the blick, I picked up the bricks, I had to get lit (Get lit yaa)
And I'm walking around, designer my feet
I'm walking around, yo bitch on my meat (What?)
We gunning them down, next day repeat (Grahh)
And you won't hear the sound, Ima stay discreet, yeah
Designer, designer all on my jeans (Jeans)
Dishonor, dishonor, what do you mean?
Blicks going crazy just like a machine
Took that bitch shopping we ain't go to Shein (Oh yahh, yahh)
I'm in the tropics, said I'm outta state (Yahh, yahh)
So many options, won't make a mistake (Yahh, yahh)
Been eating good, yeah I'm eating steak (Yahh, yahh)
I'm a lil vamp nigga dodging the stake (Woah!)
I'm killing shit, I ain't talking no Blade (Slice!)
Get out my hair, I told her "go play" (Play)
No I ain't scared, but these niggas afraid (Woah)
Always be young, give a f*ck bout a age
Look how I'm moving, I'm going first place
If he don't stop moving, shoot him in his face
Knock the bitch over, we hitting the vase
He know that I'm fast, why he wanna race?
And yo shawty, she just want a taste, come over here, I grab her by the waist
That nigga trash, that nigga he waste, playing my card Imma throw out a ace (Ace)
Seeing the boof, man I'm seeing the fake (Yeah)
These niggas weird, these niggas they snakes (What?)
Ask how my day going, it's going great (So great)
I'm a real shark, yo shawty the bait
I run it up on the regular
I'm acting different, I'm acting irregular (Whoa!)
Why she be all on my phone, on my cellular?
And I'm really number one, I ain't second to y'all (Nah)
She ain't care 'bout my regards, yuh (No)
On my own, don't need no guards, yeah
I'm taking off, going far, yeah (Far)
So you know I gotta (Go!)
Uh, said I'm a slayer like Buffy, yeah
Taking my time you can't rush me, yeah
If I call you my gang you lucky (You lucky)
I'm outta state, go to Kentucky, yeah (What, what?)
Stick on me, no I can't tuck it (Bah!)
She sipping it up, Nantucket (Woah!)
I ain't liking that girl can't cuff it (Nah)
But I hit from the back, Imma stuff it, yeah (Yeah)
I got a bad bitch (So bad) young nigga flexing his wrist, yuh
And girl I ain't average (Yea) I know she couldn't resist, yuh
Helping my mans out, that's an assist
He want a handout, doesn't exist (What?)
I been just drifting, I been in the midst (Yeah, yeah)
I done got mad now, I done got pissed
(Yeahh-ahh-ayee)

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