Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Sip Slow , by - Joell Ortiz. Song from the album Monday, in the genre Рэп и хип-хопRelease date: 29.08.2019
Age restrictions: 18+
Record label: Mello
Song language: English
Sip Slow |
| Extra, extra |
| Read all about me |
| That’s what y’all might as well say, man |
| I see you, man |
| You ain’t rootin' for me |
| You’re watchin' me |
| I’m flattered, though |
| I’m probably one of the illest in the flesh with writtens |
| Various letters that connect with rhythms |
| Boy, don’t be the next victim, I delivers with Gillette precision |
| You get popped like razor bumps all on your neck for itchin' |
| Try to come for the title, not your best decision |
| I put them Nikes on Ice, yeah, you get checked for slippin' |
| I’m number one when that number two pencil lead twistin', no lie |
| No whole wheat and no rye, I’m bred different |
| Been nice a long time, just in case you forgot |
| I don’t care where you get your cut, they say my name in that shop |
| I don’t care where the beat drop, I lay some flames and it pop |
| My pens dropped baddest thoughts, look like they make us a lot |
| I don’t make records that the radio be playin' a lot |
| But that’s cool, chain still weighin' a lot, I’m on the way to my spot |
| In the Benz truck, just bought my lady the drop |
| Haters watch as we him and her Mercedes the lot |
| I heard through the grapevine ain’t worried 'bout mine |
| Ain’t got nobody else business to mind? |
| Do you, I’ll be fine like the taste of this wine |
| You don’t see me takin' my time? |
| Sip slow, homie |
| Yeah, enjoy the show |
| Sip slow, homie |
| I’m watchin' 'em watch me, they sloppy, could never copy the papi |
| They do some pretty good renditions, but they not me |
| You’re actually one world away, how you gon' stop me |
| When I’m cruisin' at a Mach 3 on moves with Annunakis |
| I’m cool where life got me, I’m way above that block poppin' Roxies |
| But still below duckin' paparazzis |
| And the flow? |
| Well, that keeps me kinda cocky, I’m nice |
| The feature price five dice, on these mics screamin' «Yahtzee» |
| Y’all worried about mine, quick question, what is you up to? |
| Me? |
| I’m makin' music with the idols that I grew up to |
| On stages in true blues, Jet Blues to Ws with cool views |
| Feel like a baby owl, who knew |
| Michelle’s only son that sold crack in that circle’ll |
| Be the same kid with gold plaques and commercials |
| 'Cause he can really rap, no trap, no commercial |
| But this ain’t me verse you, don’t take it personal |
| I heard through the grapevine ain’t worried 'bout mine |
| Ain’t got nobody else business to mind? |
| Do you, I’ll be fine like the taste of this wine |
| You don’t see me takin' my time? |
| Sip slow, homie |
| Yeah, enjoy the show |
| Sip slow, homie |