Slatt Season 2

Lyrics

[Intro: Beno] Kilo made this Beep, woo [Chorus: Drego] I told the lil' bitch listen, don't ask questions why When you come to me, you gotta testify I heard you really with it, heard you wanna ride, yeah I heard you with the shits, drive when I slide then I told the lil' bitch listen, don't ask questions why When you come to me, you gotta testify I heard you really with it, heard you wanna ride, yeah I heard you with the shits, drive when I slide then [Verse 1: Beno] Hop out the S 550 then high five my slime And when it come to me, bitch, you better lie I gotta keep on goin', can't let 'em kill my pride, damn Ridin' through the trenches, yeah, I supply it Uh, ridin' with your bitch, yeah, she be drivin' [Verse 2: Drego] Man, jack in the box, hop out, surprise, damn She was an opp bitch, lil' ho a slime She said the dick so good, it got her switchin' sides I swear my aim so good, I'm tryna hit it now I asked him is this shit good? I'm tryna spend it now Run through the clips once and then spin around [Verse 3: Beno] Got the city all on my back, it's time to buckle down It's on the plane, on the bus, it's a turn around If we have a problem, run up in your house This lil' bitch a thottie, you ain't figure out If you ain't up a hundred, boy, shut your mouth [Verse 4: Drego] I got the oven three-fifty, I'm 'bout to bake him now Yeah, Melvin, baby boy, it's 'bout the butter, huh You still doing plain janes, you need to bust it down It's gon' be a house of pain, bring Uncle Curtis out That's that one big chop you ain't heard about I know this lil' nigga better not run his mouth Or I'ma pull up right there by his mama house This the type of shit that bring the demon out me [Verse 5: Beno] I caught her down Atlanta walkin' out of trolleys She a freaky bitch, she suck the semen out me I swear she got the perfect body She got expensive taste, she wanna smoke Biscotti Lil' bitch asked was I in Illuminati? I prefer the steak or the calamari And if you got a problem, throw that boy a party I'll fuck up the party, boy, don't get me started [Verse 6: Drego] Yeah, I'm in Magnolia like I'm Playboi Carti Please don't get that playboy started, I'ma have my hitter archin' Can you bend it over? Show you how to arch it Man, I said, "Bitch, I ain't repeatin'," she said, "Beg your pardon?" I told her, "Bitch, give me kisses 'cause I'm 'bout to part you" I said, "Lil' baby, can we fuck? We ain't gotta argue" She tote a lil' two-five like she Chandler Parsons I told my dawg do the limit and we ain't gotta argue [Chorus: Drego] I told the lil' bitch listen, don't ask questions why When you come to me, you gotta testify I heard you really with it, heard you wanna ride, yeah I heard you with the shits, drive when I slide then I told the lil' bitch listen, don't ask questions why When you come to me, you gotta testify I heard you really with it, heard you wanna ride, yeah I heard you with the shits, drive when I slide then [Outro: Beno] Let me hear it