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TESTO - Kodak Black - Slayed

VIDEO MUSICALE

TESTO - Kodak Black - Slayed




Ayy, Sniper Gang

Rah, rah! Slay a nigga!

You know I'm slangin' cash

Sniper Gang

Rah, rah! Kill nigga!






My nigga slayed a nigga, I just came from hanging with him

I don’t know what really happened, I think he home invade the nigga

You never catch me out here clubbing unless they paid a nigga

Why the fuck I chase a bitch when I don’t even chase the liquor

Hell yeah they call me Kodak but I ain’t come to take no picture

So icy, make it blizzard, and I’m leaning sippin sizzurp

Lil Wiz, still be kicking doors, I call that boy a wizard

Damn, I was textin’ drivin’, I looked up, I wrecked the fender

Wally say boy you better get her so I blitzed her

No time to waste, therefore if I get her I’ma hit her

My mama say, baby you a winner not a quitter

Well not today, ‘cause mama soon as I hit her I’ma quit her

Cut the top with a scissor, turned my new car to a vert

I might need a new liver ‘cause my body full of syrup

Kodak Black, but I’m smoking purp, thinkin’ ‘bout cheesy purp

Rest in peace, Wayne Head and Purp, them boys down to earth

She know I’m a beast at every angle, you can call me Kurt

Flipped her over by her ankles, locked her and she called me Kurt

She know I be getting to the paper, I be putting in work

Up the road, playing with the papers, yeah I got that work






I’m on that greedy shit, that fiendin’ shit, I need a piece

I’m on that wreckless shit, that selfish shit, I’m playing for keeps

Money hungry, I can’t spare bitch, I gotta eat

I keep that heavy metal just in case he tryna creep

I’m on that schemin’ shit, you better give me everything

I’m on that Demon shit, the devil know I keep that heat

You remind me of your bitch, I got you on your knees

Jeep Cherokee, I’m skiing with my dope boy wrist






Take his bag then smash, what uncle telling me

Dirty pistol, dirty mask, another felony

Rocks in my mouth, I spit ‘em out when I was sellin’ weed

Choppers was tryna take me out at only seventeen

9 Glock, body rock, this bitch hold 17

Mouth wet, pussy hot, she just was 17 (too young for me)

Cocaine under my nails, working this triple beam

No fingerprints on my shells, too sticky from the lean

I’m on that greedy shit, it’s mine, I ain’t gon’ feed a bitch

Leave you leaking quick, one shot, one kill, Desert Eagle shit

I really got it out the mud, this ain’t no freebie shit

Guess how I got all my muscle, from deleting shit

Hard on the pussy, no old lady, I just borrow the pussy

These niggas thugging for the gram, gon’ record the pussy

Boy you remind me of your bitch, you a bitch

Your address supposed to be a nigga’s ditch

Old pussy ass nigga






I’m on that greedy shit, that fiendin’ shit, I need a piece

I’m on that wreckless shit, that selfish shit, I’m playing for keeps

Money hungry, I can’t smell bitch, I gotta eat

I keep that heavy metal just in case he tryna creep

I’m on that schemin’ shit, you better give me everything

I’m on that Demon shit, the devil know I keep that heat

You remind me of your bitch, I got you on your knees

Jeep Cherokee, I’m skiing with my dope boy wrist

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