Now Or Later

Lyrics

[Intro: Slug Christ] Up, down, that bitch get stuck on my mind Slugga, yah, yah, yah, yah Escalade Promenade That bitch kissed me right on stage [Hook: Slug Christ] Bring the escalade Hotel, hotel promenade That bitch kissed me right on stage I got a now or later hater then I Save it, to now or later Now or later, now or later Now or now or later, later Now or later, now or later [Verse 1: Lil Tracy] I have no guap so I finnesed a thot She gon' pick me up just to give me top She addicted to my nut look like she off the rocks I love designer shit expensive brands when I shop Pink glasses on my face that's that Kawaii shit Pink condom for my bitch she get Kawaii dick Got that Gucci on my body when I hit the spliff Gucci panties off her body when we dip-dip A trick, trick, trick any trick bitch She love Lil Tracy cuz I sell it She love Lil Tracy cuz I sell her She gon' get angry when I next her [Hook: Slug Christ] Bring the escalade Hotel, hotel promenade That bitch kissed me right on stage I got a now or later hater then I Save it, to now or later Now or later, now or later Now or now or later, later Now or later, now or later [Verse 2: Kirb La Goop] Pussy brah I need my papers with certain flavors [?] Now or later I bring [?] All my guns nick named eraser Catch me out there with that pack At the back cross the track Twenty double oh boy that's a fact Catch a case and lead a map I'm screwin that oh goddamn in her panty My top dun tipped right at your neck Nigga get to drummin' Got no time for no runnin' boy I had to put you down I put that on my granny always on me my [?] I came from down there I came up off the set Fuck rap I run for packs lean, xans, wax and that crack [?] and I never switch I'm in loveland I'm lovin' bitch I trick the tricks sold the bitch at 6 My lifestyle I can't quit [Hook: Slug Christ] Bring the escalade Hotel, hotel promenade That bitch kissed me right on stage I got a now or later hater then I Save it, to now or later Now or later, now or later Now or now or later, later Now or later, now or later [verse 3: Dank God] Now or later I trade gas for paper Back in the day boy I was a chronic masturbator But now I got in Got everything I need Oh my God Oh my goodness Excuse me I feel a tad bit woozy I'm up in the club blowin' sesh like an Uzi But you don't I'm not kiddin' you don't wanna know Because I got all the dro and my kids stay low I can't tell you more, I can't tell you nothing Nothing you can know body kid or my home I gotta do me You gotta go, go do your own damn thing You can't be like me tho Oh my God oh my goodness Bitch said she wanna suck my goodness Hmm, you just want a goody bag Hmm, she must wanna suck my nads