Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song SLS Freestyle, artist - Robb Bank$. Album song Molly World, in the genre Рэп и хип-хопDate of issue: 08.03.2018
Age restrictions: 18+
Record label: EMPIRE, SS
Song language: English
SLS Freestyle |
| SLS trip for the weekend |
| KP Beatz |
| AR, AR |
| DJ Flippp, make, make the money flip |
| Met a bad bitch that I met on the south side of the Bay |
| SLS trip for the weekend |
| SSET, tell me where we finna go at, where we finna stay |
| SLS, she freaky |
| Just in your bed though, oh, nigga, what happened? |
| Main bitch know that I’m schemin' |
| You paranoid, nigga, tell me how you know that |
| On the lurk account, she creepin' |
| Havin' too much money, nigga, do you dig that? |
| Stack it up, no Even Steven |
| Pour a four, ain’t doin' no #kickthecupchallenge |
| Tryna keep my drank a secret |
| Since the act' dried up, I ain’t been on my balance |
| And a nigga still ain’t quitin' |
| And this ain’t no trend, nigga, all I speak facts |
| I ain’t gotta cap on Twitter, you dig |
| Only around Ben and Nikki |
| Gucci with no snakes, new edition |
| Walkin' with a no face, penny pinchin' |
| their own way, rock my dreads, no Draco |
| I DM my ex-bitch, I’ma hit it to the Ruff Ryder Anthem |
| Tie your mama up and hold her for ransom |
| I fuck your lil bitch with no mattress |
| 30k a tooth, I can not talk (I can’t talk to you) |
| Stuntin' since '012, I ain’t get caught |
| Used to, but we say ain’t equal grown |
| I ain’t never been immortal, I been gone to the moon |
| Niggas bleedin' red and I bleed green (yeah, I’m bleedin' green) |
| Top floor condo scene (yeah, I know you seen) |
| Glass house, regular, on fleek (yeah, that bitch on fleek) |
| And she likin' on me, can you dig? |
| Met a bad bitch that I met on the south side of the Bay |
| SLS trip for the weekend |
| SSET, tell me where we finna go at, where we finna stay |
| SLS, she freaky |
| Just in your bed though, oh, nigga, what happened? |
| Main bitch know that I’m schemin' |
| You paranoid, nigga, tell me how you know that |
| On the lurk account, she creepin' |
| Havin' too much money, nigga, do you dig that? |
| Stack it up, no Even Steven |
| Pour a four, ain’t doin' no #kickthecupchallenge |
| Tryna keep my drank a secret |
| Since the act' dried up, I ain’t been on my balance |
| And a nigga still ain’t quitin' |
| And this ain’t no trend, nigga, all I speak facts |
| I ain’t gotta cap on Twitter, dig |
| Bitch, bitch |
| You dig |
| Haha |
| Yuh |