Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Slop Trays, artist - Retch. Album song After the Verdict, in the genre Рэп и хип-хопDate of issue: 05.07.2018
Age restrictions: 18+
Record label: Fastmoney
Song language: English
Slop Trays |
| Stand in front the store with the pole on me |
| Crumpled bills in the hoodie pocket, had the O on me (what you need?) |
| Looking out for squalor case they roll on me |
| Can’t play the lobby, 'cause the super he done told on me (fuck 'em) |
| My coke bumpin', my nose runny (ew) |
| Fiends runnin' that’s more money, dope make 'em walk funny |
| Supply the block 'cause my dog hungry |
| Got a phone, 'bout 500 contacts, and they all junkies |
| Uncle still beggin' for a wake up |
| Last county trip, I seen a nigga get his face cut (real life) |
| Box time where I really got my faith up (word) |
| Slop trays, niggas tradin' ramens for a shape up (shit is nasty) |
| Spent my time, on a bark, I’ma weight up (gotta wait up) |
| Now I’m jumpin' out the arch, put the 8 up (do the dash) |
| Tables turned like a disk jockey, I was tryna pitch properly |
| Put that money up and cop a big body (big body) |
| Never serve it by the rest, this shit, you know the rest |
| A TEC rippin' through your vest, leave an open chest (flatline) |
| I hit that pussy once in traffic, but she give me neck (see me up) |
| Block bending, crack sales inside a stolen Lex |
| I roll the dice, I got my baby mother holding bets |
| Money down, threw trips, them I’m gon' collect (gimme that) |
| Shout out to all my niggas bidding make them calls collect (my niggas) |
| Sittin' in the county, still ain’t get an offer yet (stuck up) |
| Used to skip school, now I just state hop' (trips) |
| Been a lot of speculation since the tape dropped' |
| Shit, I just wanna keep it brief with niggas |
| It ain’t no beef with niggas, just don’t speak with niggas (that's how it go) |
| This shit right here, I drew it in my sleep, my nigga (sleep) |
| But as of late, I been feelin' different beats, my nigga (word) |
| You ain’t with me, beat your feet, nigga (beat your fuckin' feet) |
| Gon' get it 'cause I got it off the street, my nigga |
| Like fuck you talkin' about |